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S​/​T

by Nuclear Moms

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1.
The baby’s crying so feed it Silence means the message is received and It nourished the mind not its stomach So it sleeps still fucking starving Now there is so much ground To cover all those years spent in hunger And you didn’t bother Why would you bother? It doesn’t matter to you Toughen up son. Strengthen your lungs. Scream all you want, you’re gunna need it later on You’ll enjoy every second I’ve been feeding on everything around me I’ve been building hatred I’ve been dining on my own Flesh and blood and meat and bones I’ve been reborn by myself Without you I’ve taken everything in myself and Broke it into puzzle pieces that have been partly chewed I will. Consume. Just to. Hate you. Take it to heart
2.
Crusty 01:16
Gutters. I’ve knocked myself down again Tripped up from under my feet How fucked up can you get with a heavy head? But I know my skull won’t crack I’ve got thick skin Broken bones won’t let me grow I’ve mended my wounds I’ve stitched my skin shut with weeds I’ve been in the same dirt for years I won’t ever be clean It’s layered on my skin It’s almost comforting And I’m biting my fingernails I can taste the dirt trapped underneath I won’t ever be clean I. Will. Never. Be. Fucking. Clean.
3.
My Mawm 01:07
A picture perfect family portrait endorsing fake smiles Behind closed doors, you get the best end of “I Hate You”’s I hope you frame all of my “Fuck You”’s on the wall Screaming face to face until my fist hits the drywall What a disgrace to your family name I’m a fuck up without any shame You’re about as straight forward And I’ve got the upper hand So don’t try to hold me back I won’t accept that What a disgrace to your family name I’m a fuck up without any shame Disowned alone this is not my home Don’t lie to me love Go fuck yourself With a hand on my shoulder and a knife to my back What did you expect from threats? You want respect? Then make some sense. Unscrew your fucking head.
4.
Mudbath 01:38
I open my mouth just to vomit mud. I’m disgusting and covered in guts I’ve been playing in mud My plastic layers are finally cracking All cracked up a thrashing thrown out in the trash I’ve given every fuck that I had Fuck that I told myself I’d never let it get this bad But I can’t say that I’m not entertained. All the mud that’s collected in my brain Couldn’t have made me anymore sane Sicken me. I am slime incarnate No solid construction I will slip right through your fucking grip The damage is done I’m covered in mud
5.
Cracked 02:34
It’s a tidal wave crashing over me With all the weight in my chest and I can’t breath Drowing me, fucking dragging me under So I’ll drown you out I’ll drown you out so I don’t have to listen To the screeching coming out of your fucking mouth It’s astounding the sounds you create Now I’m just building It’s boiling over My blood’s starting to show through my skin And I’m exploding and focusing it all on you You’ve got a lot of nerve, but I’ve got just as much You keep crashing and thrashing, but I’m holding my ground I’m dug deep fucking under All I see is a solid excuse to puke Until you’re fucking covered Let it all soak in I want you to feel the disgust you bring me And each word you purge is another cussed back Fuck you
6.
Mom Jeans 02:00
You’re an image A fake face with disgusting features The waves of words won’t work Your actions to short me But I won’t conform No I won’t conform I won’t ever follow in your footsteps My eyes wide I still can’t recognize what’s in front of me Shape shifter stay the fuck away from me I can’t understand what you see Your self regard needs readjusted in your head I can’t help anything with the way your react You keep shifting and shaping I won’t ever let you get to me I’ll keep up with your fucking charade And I won’t mold just to make you happy It’s the last thing on my mind No shifting and shaping and shifting and shaping When will you learn that you’ll never change anything Fuck your shape shifting
7.
Parents 01:46
It’s the insanity you blame me with That makes me that much insane If the worms in my brain taught me anything Your resistance is my pain Fuck ups turn into throat cuts I can see your tongue curling down the back of your throat I hope you choke You cunt fuck you disgust me It hurts to form words towards you But I’ve lost too much blood From biting my bottom lip It feels like the only way I’ll be happy Is to hear you screaming underneath a dirt blanket Simply put, I can’t fucking stand you I really fucking hate you I can’t help smiling at the sound of you screaming
8.
RE-MOM 02:34

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released August 13, 2014

Alex - Bass
Collin - Drums
Tyler - Vox

Recorded/Produced/Mastered at The Scholar Dome

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