Less Than Zero

by AeonMind

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released July 18, 2016

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Track Name: Lost Change
I need a distraction like I need a frontal lobotomy
so I medicate daily, double up glass bottles in front of me
sacrifice the quality for extra quantity
and struggle through another noon of self-induced poverty

goddamn it, what the hell is this wrong with me?
electro shock, convulsive therapy horror dreams
where I'm locked in a padded cell and they're watching me constantly
I wake up in cold sweat panic'd doctors are following

I feel the fog rolling in from the machine,
time to slip the noose and clip reality, fuck sleep
big bull goose loony on the ward? Prisoner please
aint no sicker individual in the system than me

I come from the place where all hope is abandoned
raped, tied up and tortured for ransom
no fortunate sons, just unfortunate phantoms
where the good die young with no fuckin' answers

one flew east, one flew west, one flew over the cookoo's nest

sometimes there are screams, it seems it's like I feed too many demons to keep alive
sometimes there are dreams, it seems it's like everything I've loved in life has come to me to die.

DIE
mentally the wheels've come off and the engine's wrecked
DIE
is it even worth the effort to expend this breath?
DIE
when all I've left behind is chaos, confusion and distress
DIE
and I'm standing alone in this vast emptiness

I'm in a place where there's only vengeance
like a virus infects and then it spreads and
the only pity I have for who they send in
is I'll tell you same thing that I did them

everything you love in life
will end in death.
everything you love in life
will end in death.

sometimes there are screams - it seems it's like I feed too many demons to keep alive
sometimes there are dreams - it seems it's like everything I've loved in life has come to me to die.
Track Name: Dead Mansions
we'll take your failure
and fuckin turn it into payback
got so very little patience
for an ornamental saviour
the day's come to pay for days past
and all that you've taken
such a fundamental failure
so now we payback


AeonMind:
Hypocrite political criminals
getting fed and fattened off federal bank assets
Secrets hidden and mythical,
super-subliminal generals gather like witches at black masses
these are the greed fiends and thieves that
keep the fields full of bodies burning
we feed them friends and family, piecemeal
as they grease wheels to keep their war machine turning
Their media speaks deceitful fear to keep us weak
preaching hatred to all mankind
it's no mean feat to leap to the belief
that they're poisoning already brainwashed minds

it's uncommon knowledge that the column of truth
has a hole that is filled with never
caught in the masquerade of war
between those that think there's a god still in heaven
taught to believe the official story, of course,
the authors are never fielding questions
revolution will be beckoned and we're the willing rebels
Looking for answers in the ashes of Building Seven


blood for oil, blood money, blood diamonds, blood lines
blood boils, blood running, blood rising, blood ties
blood in the water, blood dries, blood spattered, blood blind
blood thirsty, blood merchants, blood sucking, blood wine


we'll take your failure
and fuckin turn it into payback
got so very little patience
for an ornamental saviour
the day's come to pay for days past
and all that you've taken
such a fundamental failure
so now we payback


NOC:
Eject Uncanny X-Men Desperate's the anthem trending
Empty threats n randoms getting less n less handsome
Remember Sammy Jenkins
Lest forget the tantrums verses
Debt collecting phantoms repossessing dead mansions

Either this arms getting shorter or this pockets getting deeper
Ten thousand albums to record but time is off up in the ether.
Such a motherfucker of a double edged sword but the wage slave day job is what frees us n its not getting cheaper, the profits don't reach us.
Guess our efforts equal debt coz it's not split between us...
Jaded in the age of spotify
Naivety is the wretched dream connecting dotted lines to dollar signs.
I've torn a map and shot a sign for every support slot yesterday's grommet gone applied but got denied.
It's Ahhhhhhhh character building, I'm like Fuuuuuck character building...
Demoralized. Cross checkin with a bottle of Botanist to dislodge n pry this primate off of my spine

we'll take your failure
and fuckin turn it into payback
got so very little patience
for an ornamental saviour
the day's come to pay for days past
and all that you've taken
such a fundamental failure
so now we payback
Track Name: Dirt
Going going gone gone
no secrets, no heros, no gods
Going going gone gone
I've been through hell for all I've been through
Going going gone gone
been through hell for all I've done
Going going gone gone
been through hell for all I've done

I bleed in my dreams, with everything coming apart at the seams like cheap sewing
a muddy stream of conciousness leads to a monstrous creek flowing
one thought echoes as I black-out into night's sleep knowing
that when you're going through hell, you gotta keep going
we're living in our personal prisons
and the system gives us to build our cells where we live to either kneel, die or atone
you see they've been keeping us busy
just to be ekeing a living while we're killing ourselves with words, sticks, knives and stones
their purpose, one singular vision,
scheming to treat the civillians
to retreat in submission like skeletons missing spinal bones
I'd see them stripped of their ill-gotten billions,
ripped from their livings until they're in the hell we call home.

Behold, the pale horse. The man who sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him.

Going going gone gone
no secrets, no heros, no gods
Going going gone gone
I've been through hell for all I've been through
Going going gone gone
been through hell for all I've done
Going going gone gone
been through hell for all I've done

I got my reasons to be keeping my secrets
hidden deeper than the ghosts that haunt the titanic's shell
I got my reasons to defeat those that seek them like
I M H 3 7 0 in gigantic swell
I bury the real me in the extremes of my demons
and seek the relief of my my my addict self
because no matter how many times I play my damn Michelle,
I'm still writing her suicide note - too high to ink well
i'm on the brink, breathing all the fires, I inhale,
I believe I am, therefore I am in Hell

Going going gone gone
no secrets, no heros, no gods
Going going gone gone
I've been through hell for all I've been through
Going going gone gone
been through hell for all I've done
Going going gone gone
been through hell for all I've done
Track Name: Lord of The Flies
AeonMind:
I'm on the rocks and off the rails and in constant danger
so watch what you say son
aint no fuckin game of scissors, rock and paper
no matter what you wager,
My plot's arranged one tick-tock away from
watching flames burn across Australia
Your prophets' failures
have blotched and stained the cross you're nailed ta
forget whatever they were and whatever you prayed for - save it,
I'm not your saviour, there's nobody to save ya
with your eyes wide shut, fast asleep and determined not to wake up
discarded like the thousand heros you've forgot the names of
watch from space and satelite lock your ray guns
I'll never admit defeat or drop the sabre
I wanna chop and change the fucking station
swap the stale and straight-up ostentatious
and until every shady deal is taken off the table
I'll continue to slit the wrists of reality with occam's razor

I am the Lord of the Flies
Die, reborn, suicide

Morgan Macmanus:
They're creepin up ,can't keep me stuck,
but deep down I know they want ta
unfuck myself and I'm back in the clutch
gutter's gut I need help to get up from under,
rape pillage plunder,
pirates with roadmaps to where you wander,
further than your furthest wonder
embalm spirits, power hunger
dead eyed doctors have got ya
hand over your power, i'm your mother
thanks ma!
well now that I've got ya
here's a block to use as a pillow while I rock ya

You say I can't eat while I work for free?
Fuck me, take my signage back to the streets
begging in the belly of the beast
where you don't mean shit if you aint clean
Family trees organ-done the beast
hack me - slashed being
bred to build up seniority
success - a glimmer in the eyes of death

AeonMind:
busted on the hustle, grumbled stomach till this dude gets cash
you can't make an omlette without a few eggs cracked
for every dollar you make, when you get taxed
there's a dollar they take, it's time to loot their stash

nothing to show day’s done at the coalface,
nothing to show but that huge debt racked
nothing to show for he's adept in the old ways
nothing to show in his two left hands

nothing is new, struggles are due with dues today,
dues due to go unpaid, so dues get stacked
in a crumpled accordion folder,
dumped in and hoarded holding
only his blues sweat and useless facts
so tired of the violent primates climbing his blood-wet back
and furiously chewing the flesh from blue to black,
nothing but truth in sway when noosed necks snap
personified struggle of the many while the few get fat.

I am the Lord of the Flies
Die, reborn, suicide

I am the Lord of the Flies
Die, reborn, suicide

I am the Lord of the Flies
Track Name: Purge
Fill me in - do me over
throw me in to the ocean
untill the end - til it's over,
throw me in to the ocean

take a deep breath in,
we're going to below the
things that you think you know,
I'll tear you open your
constricted thinking is
narrow scope of vision
restricted field you see
you're not the only one


one moment of weakness leaves you
broken and speechless
you never really wanna know what total deciet is
mouth open to preach this
exposing the secrets
combing em over with fine tooth
(find truth)
mind's thrown into seziures
giving hope to defeatists,
you aint alone and this beast is over the leeches
the sober and dreamless local eliteists
torn this four leaf clover to pieces
too gross for the squeamish
on permanant recess
social media gives new social diseases
bitch-packs of rabid dogs choking on leashes
my thesis woven into code so no-one couldn't read this
Believe in whatever you want to believe in
i believe i'll have another drink from my bottle of secrets
I've been through the deserts and now i'm onto the beaches
if knowledge is an ocean then throw me into the deepness

Fill me in - do me over
throw me in to the ocean
untill the end - til it's over,
throw me in to the ocean

take a deep breath in,
we're going to below the
things that you think you know,
I'll tear you open your
constricted thinking is
narrow scope of vision
restricted field you see
you're not the only one

let us stalk the scene, cos this is where the fiends walk
sporting a mean jabber jaw for sweet talk
I'ma vent bile til this spleen's sore
trust the wrong friends in business and the dream's gone
outlined in street chalk
but i guess that's what you get for believing in a green horn
nothing happining on these quarterly reports
like "yeah that's cool... i'm getin used to being poor"
pay your fee? what'd you earn your fuckin fee for?
the cd sales i'm hustlin at the queensport?
glad we're off that fuckin see saw where you
hyped us up 'n left us hanging like a busted screen door
stare in disbelief, gawk,
i'm bringing this back up like a bottle of cheap port
it aint the first time someone's been sold a bunch of beans
and been jacked on a fuckin beanstalk
Track Name: Less Than Zero
fuck this industry of
two note one trick ponies
phoney lip-sync owning
bullshit fiction spitting
acting lesson coaching
fuckin' roaches in the kitchen
feeding off a carcass
I'll call it as it is...
I've got less than zero fucks to give

I've got less than zero (fucks)
less than zero (fucks)
I've got less than zero (fucks)
fucks left to give


now it's what you see and what you're told,
and what you're force-fed to like
bow down before the feeding trough
as they fleece the sheeple and bleed the hogs while
they feast upon the fiendish plot
where every song you love's been recycled,
they never want another motherfucker to rumble,
to come bring the thunder cos they've seen the light

I've seen the lies
every one of their puppets
should be despised
read between the lines
how do you motherfuckers
even sleep at night?
tried to bleed me dry
convinced you'd seen me die
well I'm back from the ashes a little pissed off and different
but get locked and just watch this phoenix rise

fuck this industry of
two note one trick ponies
phoney lip-sync owning
bullshit fiction spitting
acting lesson coaching
fuckin' roaches in the kitchen
feeding off a carcass
I'll call it as it is...
I've got less than zero fucks to give

I've got less than zero (fucks)
less than zero (fucks)
I've got less than zero (fucks)
fucks left to give

corporate fellatio at the sight of the dollar signs got em greasin their lips
sign right upon the dotted line, get sodomized till you squeal little pig
never gonna get your pockets lined with rocks and ice and
i'll give you one more reason to quit
double underlined
you're all undeniable fake, posturing pieces of shit

this is disrespect - i'm splitting heads
I'm judgement coming for you
me the vicious, vexed - you the living dead
the nothings copping fortunes
I'ma twist their necks til they disconnect
or fake their deaths with prescription meds
pour a little chlorine in the genepool
the time has come to disinfect

aint no mistaking the waves that I've been makin' no
aint no mistaking the waves I've been makin'
I put up with all i can take of you testing my patience
aint no mistaking the waves that I've been makin' no
aint no mistaking the waves I've been makin'
I put up with all i can take of you testing my patience

IGLTZFLTG
IGLTZFLTG

fuck this industry of
two note one trick ponies
phoney lip-sync owning
bullshit fiction spitting
acting lesson coaching
fuckin' roaches in the kitchen
feeding off a carcass
I'll call it as it is...
I've got less than zero fucks to give

I've got less than zero (fucks)
less than zero (fucks)
I've got less than zero (fucks)
fucks left to give

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