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How About A Little Fire, Scarecrow

by Paul Mauled

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1.
Mistakes 02:29
Here's the rules I need some space Don't call me Get this stuff out of my place We'll be fine, Some other time Now tempers are rising Did you get the letter? I don't care either way. I should just forget her. I make the worst mistakes these days My head ain't screwed on straight My black heart filled with hate Don't wait around, for me to break new ground Unless it's in a cemetery Face to face, but you won't say a word You'd rather judge on hearsay and the bullshit that you heard Smoking all the pot Tolerance rising Are you feeling better? Too numb to even care Go cause your own commotion With the clothes you hardly wear My head ain't screwed on straight My black heart filled with hate Don't wait around, for me to break new ground Unless it's in a cemetery
2.
True Face (free) 02:25
Features melting off Like Raiders of the Lost ark Such a horrifying sight to see High maintainence No patience from me Content with what I am and what I'll never be As you apply your plastic face Like an alien race It dawned on me I hate you Draw your eye brows on And blemishes are gone Until you sweat and show your true face show your true face show your true face It's not some magic healer It's just your new concealer Painting your true colors flesh tone My favorite new obsession Is your spray tanned complexion Orange aint the way to go As you apply your plastic face Like an alien race It dawned on me I hate you Draw your eye brows on And blemishes are gone Until you sweat and show your true face show your true face show your true face
3.
Pulled my skeletons from the closet Let them go, threw them away Gave the garbage this deposit Though the feeling still remains Tonight, sit alone, wide awake Ignore the choice or make it This facade, so much more than I can take Sociopaths can always fake it Maybe this is love Sorry I'm just numb It's bad chemistry Baby, I'm just dumb Doomed from day one I'm staring at the sun You're staring at your phone Have a smoke if you want to Fresh air does a body good With your clothes that you can see through You'd be naked if you could Tonight, sit alone, wide awake Ignore the choice or make it This facade, so much more than I can take Sociopaths can always fake it Maybe this is love Sorry I'm just numb It's bad chemistry Baby, I'm just dumb Doomed from day one I'm staring at the sun You're staring at your phone
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How's life When you're stuck inside that rut And everything sucks Each day Your nightmare is your fate It shines through in the way you hate You're trapped just like a rat With your wife and kids The hell that you created When you procreated Your choices Your problems Don't hate on me Cause your life's such a tragedy Your choices Your problems Your jealousy Blinding you from sensibility And it blows When you're chasin bate for jail And everyone knows Give it up while you're ahead Learn to pull it out instead Or spring for head You're trapped just like a rat With your wife and kids The hell that you created When you procreated Your choices Your problems Don't hate on me Cause your life's such a tragedy Your choices Your problems Your jealousy Blinding you from sensibility
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Fade Away 02:27
Are you fucking someone else One word snappy answers Spreading round your wealth Dressed like a go go dancer Maybe I was wrong And you were faithfull all along But everything's so broken And I don't care Double down On a dead man's hand It's a death wish, That you'll never understand You'll probably never get it And my distorted point of view I'm stuck being me You're stuck being you So make your distance And fade away Indifference to my Activities I'm apathetic When you're fuckin me Maybe I was wrong And you meant it all along But this smell's lingering And I think it's bullshit Double down On a dead man's hand It's a death wish, that you'll never understand You'll probably never get it my distorted point of view I'm stuck being me You're stuck being you So make your distance And fade away
7.
As you walk alone A price is on your head And my hands got the contract All I know They paid to make you dead By distance or by hand to hand combat Another kill tonight I'll leave your body on ice When the time is just right I'll serve it up, concise Making hits ain't no career The message I send is crystal clear Pay up or pay the price and meet the Iceman tonight So many ways To end deserving lives By bloodshed or by fire All my life Darkness in my soul That's fueling these desires And getting paid tonight To leave your body on ice When the time is just right Disection, slice and dice Making hits ain't no career The message I send is crystal clear Behave or pay the price and meet the Iceman tonight
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You're worn down Line drawn in the sand Making your decisions And making your demands Screening your calls To avoid the outside world Total isolation With chaos unfurled Have you lost your mind? You'll destory yourself I have to walk away before you take down everyone else Have you lost your mind? Are you still smiling? Does it make you happy now? That they all hate you now. I'm so happy now I'm still happy now Fuelled by the rage Of everybody's heros To me they're less than zero And they don't matter Nobodies Spooky with their face paint With looks of disdain And they don't matter
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Your Ego 02:48
Head in clouds I scream so loud Turn the other cheek You need your space To fix your face Call me in a week With your new friends And your new tattoos I hate to say it baby this ain't you And your demands With no action from your hands It's ti me to hide from Your ego It's blowing up Your ego I've had enough Your ego Too much for me to take Your ego Is over grown Your ego On web based phones Your ego Far too big to break Another text What comes next A phone call from a witch I'm not your beau, babe So don't call When you need to bitch About your boyfriend And his dumb tattoos You hate to hear it but I'm so done with you And your demands With no action from your hands It's time to hide from Your ego It's blowing up Your ego I've had enough Your ego Too much for me to take Your ego Is over grown Your ego On web based phones Your ego Far too big to break
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It's okay to walk away Nothing lasts forever From day one I've been Holding this together Persue never giving up I won't be manipulated Causing all my own bad luck Weed out the deviated They're all dead to me We're the last ones left alive I've got reputation, They got their last ride We can't please everyone, so why even try? They can have this wretched place It's dirty and it's boring Played up palace of disgrace Incestuous and all adoring (all the whoring) Persue never letting go Thin out my congregation My favorite way to let them know Melt down annhilation They're all dead to me We're the last ones left alive I've got my reputation, They got their last ride We can't please everyone, so why even try? I don't forgive I don't forget You're still around cause I haven't killed you Idle minds make empty threats I'm waiting here if you want to make them true

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This is my debut album. It's the culmination of years of hardships, capped off by the untimely demise of my 23 year old baby brother David in 2012. After his passing, I inherited the recording studio we built and instead of dropping off the face of the planet into obscurity we did two Bad Whoremoans album to work out the studio kinks, while seeing through this album.

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released October 31, 2013

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Paul Mauled New Jersey

I'm a solo artist as well as the singer for the Bad Whoremoans. I also used to play guitar in the Accelerators and bass in The Undead. I've got a lot of recordings up here from most of my bands. Look around, get acquainted.

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