Max Pills from Apocalypse Kid by Post Elvis

Take apart your lungs and brains and make yourself feel like
Brad, Rando and Lisa, when they figured out they hate life
Understand the notion that when feeling all emotion there is no cause for commotion over forward locomotion and
no epileptic seizures, no nightmare fuel or fevers, just super heavy breathers. and techno disco teasers,
just like nintendo, Segata Sanshiro.
hey, man don't you wanna know? Your life's gotta go.

Maybe I feel so down because the earth is fucking drowned
The music scene has got me down
my hands are weapons made of frowns and

MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS
MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS

There is no moon above the hill, and I am waiting to make my kill and

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MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS

I know punk rock is dead, I know I feel the dread, I know you aren't aware I know you feel the fear and

MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS
MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS

Kill the lights, kill the band, I don't think you understand,
If you have no empathy, if you don't know what to think then

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MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS

take out a chainsaw and fuck your brain up, and make yourself dumb and take a lot of

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MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS, MAX PILLS

the medication taking over lives are cold and shaking asking non existing shapes to make co existing matrix

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just so you understand how I see, the momentary lapses in reality are

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Rip apart your understanding

rob a bank, rob your future, of which you didn't mean to do or
theorize quantum lines, of which you cannot summarize
speak the truth from the prophets, apocalyptic suns are coffins
in the nail of the eye of bleeding souls insides the side of
Jesus Christ, Mary died about the sunset televised
I can't believe that being fascist is like part of being sadness
vertigo sound sensation, tape it on my eye then phase me
let me fall to the floor, my brain is null from up above
my heart is stopped from being loved, and nothing changes so it goes
and nothing changes so it goes
and nothing changes so it goes
and nothing changes so it goes

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