Eighteen years, but I haven’t lived a day So many close ones have gone astray I look across this plane Under gray skies and frigid rain These feelings that consume me I can’t ignore. Living a good life is such a bore. What makes the scholar strive Becoming a body without a life? Days and nights are merging into one Blur of existence that’s just begun What makes you change your mind From excuses that you cannot find? Love and hate and regret come in the same Fake package, and it is all a shame I fall for it every time She’ll never say that “He is mine.” I don’t think you’re ready for me Keeping bars low. In my story, Villains grow within my mind And the ones that you’ve left behind I don’t think your world is ready Ripeness cannot come too early When I pluck humanity off its vine There you were There you were all along There I was Searching for what was wrong Until today I found the end where I was lost You liberate (I’d never ever know the cost) I won’t let you drown Unless it’s my Hands that are Holding you down

[Bob Ross] If you have light on light, you have nothing. If you have dark on dark, you basically have nothing. It's like in life, you gotta have a little sadness once in a while so you - you know when the good times come. Who knew this petty glamour would Be another backdrop in my life? And who knew that every dying star would Want to be a stabbing knife? Give me the mask; give me the money I’ll be the wolf and you’ll be the bunny I am the grizzly; the world is my honey Join the bandwagon that says that they love me (wow) Protostar You want a new religion? Stab their back and pout Let’s make a new decision And baby, I will be the “someone” to talk about Oh, but I’m exhausting myself; oh, but I needed no help Oh, you better show yourself if you think you don’t know how I really felt (yeah) Oh, deep within my veins, oh, I cannot contain Oh, all the arrogant words that will just fly out and will leave a stain Stab their back and pout... Protostar Bells and whistles hidden up my sleeve; don’t act naïve To the culmination of this mass that I’ve stored Feel my gravitational pull; I control your body and soul This glimmer you’ve shrugged aside is now the reason that you’re blind!

When my eyes adjust to the light My own downfall was doing things right Just a little more angst will push me off this Ledge I climbed to the people I don’t miss Breaking my back every day to please the ones that don’t care Wasting my time getting away too far from this hate-scare When you’re trembling by yourself With more sins beyond our God’s help It’s too late to crawl back to me It’s too late to pray to be free Whisper me a song Lay my head to sleep Please give me a reason why... why Why I dug myself so deep When you’re trembling by yourself With more sins beyond our God’s help It’s too late to crawl back to me It’s too late to pray to be free Trying to wake up from this endless dream Got me thinking my hopes cannot be seen Look for salvation once or twice Not knowing past decisions have got a price Get out of bed go to the light That’s the only real way I go through the night And you won’t be missed when you are out my sight You’re though with me I’m through with you You’re though with me I’m through with you

First thing’s first: I’ma break out – I’ma take out all the brick walls in my way Let me rain down; let you pride drown in the sweat I break when two-faced try to play You are gonna see what you’re gonna when you make a plea when I say there ain’t no mercy In the sky high there’s another guy who will hear your voice, but I know it won’t be working Work, no play; every other day I say the gray display that everybody’s cray Never would I know that a life like mine would be judged by a letter or a number on a grade Truth still hurts; open up this hearse; put regrets aside ‘cause the fault was hers Get me on this throne; got nobody for a clone ‘cause a voice like mine is only good for a curse 80-UK every day Helter Skelter I don’t play Get up on this state of mind; wake up, roll up, then I grind Hey, I’ma try, I’ma love, I’ma live Got a soul full of holes and it’s hard to forgive Girl, take your face off; I just wanna know how my God can make a mind as dark as yours Lift my dreams up like another revelation and shoot me down so I’m on all fours Talk about me; think about me; push the only one away that you really loved Yeah, but I still soar above She was a contagion to me Forgetting our love with the breeze But when I reached my arms out to her soul I realized her interest had grown old Trapped inside this vacuum of unrest I’m loathing so it’s pouring out my chest I know I’m not within my place But for sure it’s not this empty space Yeah, bow down to this revelation Make haste no waste in this fascist nation I got full service and accreditation Fire breath blazing ashes, that’s a new cremation Break, break hearts like the pro you are Turn your head, stab a back, make a horrid scar Make a maze so it’s hard to find out who you are And wish for another me upon a shooting star 80-UK gives out more/ya mi are di emperor Grab a map and take a tour/what do you think you’re waiting for? No one likes the nice and clean/females like the evil steam If I were to see my dreams, I’d see mutuality Cardboard cutout world is fake/someone just give me a break If it’s happiness you make, people gonna steal and take Butcher me like your livestock, thinking that your safety’s locked When I start to roll and rock, I’ma get your airway blocked I’ma give you what, what, what you want So come on, make a move and quit your flaunts I know what’s right, and your rights are wrong So go and retreat where you belong I’ma make, I’ma break, I’ma reap, I’ma sow I got the tools and tricks to make me grow I got hopes and I got fire And thanks to you, hate brought me higher You... You really got me good I really wish I would Spread the pain, but I know you did it to yourself I... I play this game to lose I never had to choose I was predestined to lose it in the end 80-UK everyday Helter Skelter I don’t play Get up on this state of mind Wake up, roll up, then I grind All and over, said and done Your hypocrisy has won Burn your eyes out into the sun And exhale through this iron lung [Renee Williams] Tonight, the police department notified school administrators of a possible threat to our high school students involving a weapon. Thank you and goodnight. *End of messages*

Oh my God Seven billion people; I’m just another creature Sitting in this church where I am your preacher Bellowing out my sermon, hoping that I’ll teach you A feature of what it’s like to have luck beat you Baptized by the bass and nurtured by the treble My presence turns your high and mighty mountains to pebbles Confirmed through betrayal and confessing my heart But it’s time for the underdog to tear this world apart Bruh, what the fuck Open your eyes to the grace, to the waste Rot that mind, paint your face, leave a trace Get up on my level and forget what you saw Come and take a glimpse through the holy eye of Ra Nothing is a secret when it projects out my face So don’t be surprised when I say “You’re replaced” And if I think you’re fickle in whatever you mention I’ll delete you from existence quicker than Hillary Clinton So mirror, mirror let me see clearer You’ve shown that my chivalry should never reappear I’ve tried more than once just to please this Earth But I realized that none of it is what it’s worth (come on) Open your eyes to the grace, to the waste Rot that mind, paint your face, leave a trace Get up on my level and forget what you saw Come and take a glimpse through the holy eye of Ra Open your eyes to the grace, to the waste Rot that mind, paint your face, leave a trace Get up on my level and forget what you saw Come and take a glimpse through the holy eye of Ra Come on!

[Some Narrator] The artificial blood circulation ensures the metabolism necessary for the life of the head. The isolated head lives on for hours and reacts to external stimuli. Stuck in a place, wiping out the time Paleness on the face, get out this life Stationary thoughts fester in the brain Existential “oughts” drowning in the rain Climbing to the feet, no blood in the eyes Sleep walk to a seat, useless till the night Monotonous earth, cyclical and small Is this what I’m worth? “No,” said I, “Not at all!” Crippled with no strength to stand Higher beings will not lend a hand Rigor Mortis - she holds me tight Evanesce my worth from sight As carrion, I won’t carry on Melting in my spot till dawn Lay me on the sterile Stretcher Cut in deep as the human Fleischer Awaken in a drunken daze On your back is where you’ll stay But is there more to these identical days? Not when all hues blend to gray Crippled with no strength to stand Higher beings will not lend a hand Rigor Mortis - she holds me tight Evanesce my worth from sight Just put me in my motherfucking grave

[Jonathan Bowden] In my philosophy, sympathy multiplies misery. And if someone's in pain in front of you, you give them some options, and if they can't get through it... suicide's always an option. What does that mean? It means conflict is natural and good. It means domination is natural and good. It means that what you have to do in order to survive is natural and good. It means that we should not begin every sentence for apologizing for our past, or apologizing for who we are. We would not preface every attempt to be strong by say "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what we have done." We're not sorry! We're all gonna die, and make use of that time that remains. The glory of our time is not - is not behind us. But the first thing that we have to do is to say, "I walk towards the tunnel, and I am on my own, and I am not afraid, and I have no regrets." The end, to me, was just a dream That came faster than it seemed You closed the door of trust away Now I won't let you breathe for another day I was lost in the space of me You broke my lock and set it free I imitated who I couldn’t be Yet you loved your life I couldn’t see Pretend to make me happy Tell lies to bring me near This story is just beginning I'm still inside of here I peer over the edge of fame and I see you on your hands and knees I don’t regret decisions made This is what your body wanted to be Expectations are a rerun Of all my little flaws And promises are silver-bullets To silence my gaping maw Remember the times that burnt up fast In all my lives shrouded in the past This path I trek will never end For the gloom that I will tend These events have no reverse Nostalgia is within the hearse This example you set was a hypocrite That turned my reality into shit Pretend to make me happy Tell lies to bring me near This story is just beginning I'm still inside of here Pretend to make me happy Tell lies to bring me near This story is just beginning I'm still inside of here I peer over the edge of fame and I see you on your hands and knees I don’t regret decisions made This is what your body wanted to be Expectations are a rerun Of all my little flaws And promises are silver-bullets To silence my gaping maw