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Julius Seizure - EP

by Gauze Children

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Julius Seizure 03:13
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It’s the return of the almighty all-knowing Omnipotent, the ultimate ruler with an iron fist, your highness And brass knuckles set with a titanium brain A couple bronze kneecaps and a heart full of pain I’m a statue of society I built up from the ground All your other kings are peasants, all your citizens are bound To my 87,000-part list of commandments And those who don’t follow are immediately banished To rot and burn in the worst of parts of purgatory Per my request and I demand it’s mandatory Any man or fool who’s gonna dare to put his hands to me Is dancing with the devil in the details of my destiny Ain’t never been a ruler like this man You should watch the way I make the cities crumble and descend Into the depths that many thought were always out of reach I can never be outnumbered, I can never be impeached I’m the baddest of the sentient beings I’m the most indignant monarch that you have ever seen I’m the scariest of leaders that I fear for myself If I ever were to die there would be nobody else I’m the last real possibility for rebirth and change I’m the final nail for coffins that read galaxy names When the world begins to fall there will never be another I’m the type of motherfucker that’ll make you kill your brother It’s the recall of the recoiled unknowing Unconfident, incompetent, ruler with a lot of shit to work through And hands all corroded from a burnt out brain A couple broke kneecaps and heart full of shame I’m still shaking at the the thought of it, I should’ve believed you When you told me I would crack and die and like Julius Seizure With the laws I tried to make but couldn’t put in effect All the saints came marching in and then they put me to death And they tore off all my limbs, got the silverest of platters And served my body piecemeal to the young upcoming alphas Who all were raging furiously to take on my place I hope they understand the agony ‘cause that’s what it takes To be the overruling master for a land that’s obstructed By his own fluorescent follies and his quest for destruction I think every disappointed young man has a need To possess a power that he will not ever receive I’m the saddest of the forceful reports I’m the last person you think of when you speak of remorse I’m the scarediest leaders that I cannot control I kinda wish that I could die and just be thrown in a hole I’m the first one to be recognized as failure and fault I’m the worst at everything with which I still am involved When the world begins to fall there’s gonna have to be another I’m the type of motherfucker that can get killed by his brother
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Swift Kick 04:17
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Gettin’ down with the liars Two-faced trickery, tough trip wires Virtue is the most difficult thing you can admire Sing no songs to a disapproving choir Two years in the building Three floors, four elevators, five queries Who what where when why becomes very Difficult to describe, future’s getting scary Black leather with a gold typeface Representing last-minute high-stress migraines An abundance of anxiety in young right brains No sleep, no sex, just late night pains And a regret monologue break in this No food, no fight, no face in this Just uptight, dumb, strung, misfit kids With a half-finished list of accomplishments Get a job, get a house, get hitched To a partner who don’t know what “art school” is Save your best made plans for the easily impressed And acceptance speech for the often unaddressed Flash a resumé to anyone who’ll read it Good luck talking up, no one really needs it “Hi, that’s great, goodbye, no thanks” Eight syllables that make it kinda difficult to breathe in Still stuck on your two-year crush Makes your guts twist up ‘cause you mad fucked up Every lyric wasted on her is a word too much Every text is a curse and it spells “you suck” But you didn’t need anyone to tell you that No heart, no home, no future plans When your brain is a commodity of two right halves Always losing at the lottery, no free tax Play songs that’ll make it seem like you truly achieved greatness Play hard like the jocks who never punched out what your name is Hate all of the girlfriends who you claim did you some wrong Hate all of the boyfriends who they went with once you were gone Breakdowns are common nature to the ones who let them spiral Break off into different people for the holy self revival Shake trends and stereotypes that your peers used to put on you Shake, stir, repeat, concur with the rumors and the drama Keepin’ up with the gossip Two years later on, worth agnostic Systematic deities are difficult to worship Make no prayers to the inattentive Goddess Two decades on terraform Three makes middle-aged, four makes uniform Increasingly uninterested in Hallmark greeting cards Every message ends with “here’s to many more” But how many more can I survive? With a sharp fear of death and a lust for life If I had a real purpose across the light Then I could walk away without a burning fight Gimme two bedrooms and a place to nosh And a spot for my records and my VCR With a little nook or cranny for my bass guitars If I could just have that it wouldn’t be so hard
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Soviet Cyrus 02:55
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Soviet Cyrus Disbelief and apathy pouring out her eyelids Bad at taking orders, great at seeming mindless Eleven dollars later, you're struck with enteritis Paralyzed legs sit right atop the tiles Grab a magazine, gonna be there for a while Think of how she asked you, lacking any smile Stench is spreading outward, smelling fucking vile Some girls will make it seem like they are your world Some girls will make it seem like there are no other girls Some girls will make you buy lots of diamonds and such Some girls will make you food that makes you fuckin throw up Keep pushing but it just won't drop Keep begging but it just won't stop Keep sitting now your legs gone numb Keep shitting now your tongue tastes dung Most unfortunately morbid Shoulda gotten somethin else, knew you could afford it Now you've lost a couple hours, water into orbit Every time you flush but you keep creating more of it This feeling just won't cease its getting harder to take It keeps on coming down, why won't it just take a break Never again will you return to her Until you need a cheap fix of a southern order
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The Winter's Night RMX 03:38
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Julius Seizure (Instrumental) 02:59
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Swift Kick (Instrumental) 04:17
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Soviet Cyrus (Instrumental) 02:55
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The Winter's Night RMX (Instrumental) 03:38

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Four new songs backed with instrumentals. Unmastered because I gotta go kick it with the big leagues later.

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released June 3, 2016

All songs written and produced by L. Mounts, except:
Vocal samples on 'Swift Kick' from 'Shake It Off' by Taylor Swift (pls don't sue bb).
Vocal samples on 'The Winter's Night' originally recorded by James Poynton and performed by James, Jeremy, Elizabeth, and Emily Poynton.

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