Antisocial Studies

by Stiff Middle Fingers

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Produced, engineered, mixed and mastered by George at Rundown Studios in Topeka, KS.
Belugadores photo by Unknown Filmer of YouTube Video.
Layout by Rachel Meyers.

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released October 10, 2015

Turdking - vocals
Hawks - guitar
Barry - guitar
"Solamente" Doug - bass
George - drums

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Track Name: Pessimasochist
It’s no use, just give it up!
Everybody’s number comes up!
Rich or poor we all gotta die!
What you gonna do ‘bout it, cry?

Shit! NOTHING’S SHIT! Pessomasochist. SO FUCK IT! Hedo-nihilist!

Always hope for the best everytime, it feels so good to be wrong!
Kill yourself a little everyday to remind yourself that you’re alive!
Take your pills you work so hard to pay for…just to keep yourself in line!

The world doesn’t fucking need you!
Everything’s fucked have no doubt!
Let’s just jerk off and wait for the stars to go out!

SHIT! EVERYTHING’S SHIT! PESSOMASOCHIST. FUCK IT, LET’S GET LIT! Hedo-Nihilist

Always plan for the worst everytime, it feels so good to be wrong!
Push yourself a little everyday to do the shit that makes you thrive! The shit that you’re afraid of!
Tell Death that you’re a-fucking-LIVE!

Shit! NOTHING’S SHIT! Pessomasochist. SO FUCK IT! Hedo-nihilist!
Track Name: Later Days, Buddy
I can’t TAKE it!
So hard to FAKE it!
Rather be BAKE-ED!
On my couch NAKE-ED!

Than out in a crowd competing to be loud! Knee-deep in trash, discussing our career paths!

Walking in circles ALL ALONE
With only my CATS AT HOME
Watching movies BY MYSELF
A REFUGEE FROM EVERYONE ELSE

And that’s where I’ll be, I myself and me
With no one else to make unhappy
Just wasting my time ‘til the end of my line
Underground, the solitude is sublime.
I’m being constructive, can’t be a mope
Upgrade security, build a moat
Keep the static away with drugs and beer
Solamente Doug, I’m OUTTA HEEEEEEEEERE

So don’t…invite me to your party!
I got…no sympathy…left to fucking lend.
I can barely call myself a human being…let alone a friend.

I know you get down, when I’m around
So just let me stay down where I can’t be found
This smog follows me, it’s name Misery
It gets so thick that I can barely fucking see
Do what you gotta do but I’ll tell you true
Only way you’ll see me is retreating in the rearview
A life without worth, give me a wide berth,
Only way it gets better is SIX FEET IN THE EARTH!
SAVE YOUR SELF!
Track Name: Manifestering
It’s over!
It’s dead!
The fucking end!
And I don’t think I can say how it began!
Just seemed so nice!...BUT IT’S ALL LIES!

Heed my words, I’m sure you’ve heard
I’m radioactive! The king of turds!
So run away and go take cover, I can’t help but be a bother!

I’m over it!
Don’t give a shit!
Pop your dreams just like a zit!
Suck out your life just like a lich!
Fill your head with trash, make your brain fucking SICK!

You gotta know, I’m an asshole
The pressure’s building! I’m gonna blow!
I’ll never go with the flow!
Misery is all I ever sow!

And you know…I’m a…an asshole!...and I’ll never…never go with the flow! ‘Cause I! I gotta be in control! I’M AN ASSHOLE! And I’ll never go with the flow!

Heed my words, I’m sure you heard
I’m toxic waste, a misanthropic bastard.
I’ll never go with the flow
Just gimme game over man! GAME OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-VER!
Track Name: Douches Wild
You think that I must be dumb!
Maybe I’m naïve or high!
CAUSE I STILL GET MAD WHEN SHIT GETS BROKEN!
I STILL GET MAD WHEN PEOPLE DIE!
You tell me that’s just the way it is!
You tell me that’s just the way of the world!
I WON’T BELIEVE YOUR FUCKING LIES,
JERKING OFF INTO YOUR OWN EYES!

Don’t tell me I have to believe!
In what you say, in what I see
You only love money, let’s be blunt
NO NEED TO FRONT YOU SHOWER OF CUNTS!

I’ve seen through ivory tower eyes,
Hiding my fear in a cheap disguise,
Saying it’s just a matter of class when you REALLY mean overstepping your caste
Preserving your ignorance in a shield of lies
EXPLAINING HOW CHILDREN DESERVE TO DIE

I’ll tell you what I believe!
We’re all stuck here til death sets us free!
Your heavens a LIE, we all just FUCKING DIE!
So GOD DAMMIT, YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIND!
GOD DAMMIT!
YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIND!
Track Name: Three Minutes To Midnight
Another morning I wake up and have to face the day
The sunlight in my crusted eyes hurts more than words can say
My will to live is softer than this bed on which I lay
So it’s looking like I’m staying here and calling in today!

My self-loathing is as strong as my soul is weak
The only reprieve I get’s when I’m fast a-fucking-sleep
So go ahead and live because the answers that I seek
Are right here in this bed that I’m staying in all week.

The world is a pile of shit but all the hairless apes think its great,
They are fueled by love and ignorance while I’m just fueled by hate,

Looking in the trashcan is like looking in a mirror
A reeking pile of shit, it’s almost more than I can bear.
My lust for life is growing thinner than my fucking hair
So it’s looking like I’m staying here at least another year.

Wake up, work, go sleep, repeat…it’s such a fucking chore.
Degrade yourself for cash just means that you’re a whore.
I’ve fought a valiant fight but I’m giving up this war!
‘Cause I won’t be getting out of this bed here anymore.

Dreams are made for sleeping and I was always told to follow mine. That’s my plan, hit the snooze button for the rest of time!

Pity for the living, envy for the dead