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Canis Lupis
02:16
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Let carnage begin, carnivorous instincts.
Should they apologize, for leaving us breathing?
Forcing a brawl
Slaughtered and mauled
watching us crawl
With backs to a wall
Reliving our fall
But worse I recall
Consuming us all
Marsupial haul
Is it almost done?
Or has it just begun?
Kangaroo Pouch, turned me into a slouch.
A damned worthless grouch, I just wanna get out!
Isolation feelings of sudden frustration.
Hesitation is the GOAT in a tense situation.
Shattered mirrors you gaze into,
reflects the desolate soul inside you
That complexion of shame on your face,
only fills them up with dismay and disgrace.
Take a walk back to your lonely place,
or just simply drop out of the race!
Who the hell do you think you’re foolin?
We’re all woke while you’re loafing there droolin'!
Socially crucified, left my numb mind traumatized.
Followed by vicious cries. A foolish way to die.
No, it’s okay. You can pray just don’t stay.
Take your fake life back and then
Isolate me from the pack!
Isolate! Separate! Don’t poison us, our lives our great!
It was just fate, we're forced to hate a manufactured castaway.
Isolate me from the pack!
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The Otter Side
02:33
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If creatures in the woods, could live off of shoulds and ifs and coulds. Starvation equals misinformation as nature would nourish on oral vocation.
Fresh meat? We ain’t got nothin to eat! We know now is the right time to feast, tame the beast, expose your animal side to see!
Canopy blows in the field, canine combatants won’t yield. The right to a meal, well that’s how they feel. Left with no cards left to deal
Life gave you a mission, are you forgettin? You were commanded to end malnutrition. Busy pissing off the coalition of forgetful folks who waste their time fishing.
Why are animals so cute and fuzzy? Tender and juicy and bloody?
Treat some with respect, but the rest, they get wrecked.
But oh, look at you now! Peaceful foragers hold up the cow! Ready to spill its blood, and how? Tossed all your morals off the edge of the bow!
But hey, that’s a flex! Pretend you're better than all the rest. Each day is better than the next, an egg condemned from mother's nest.
Carnivores, herbivores, both guilty of creating wars. Should we feel shame then, when nature has done this before? If all else fails, Carnivora prevails. So go, March on with pride. I’ll see you on the other side.
The other side!
The kangaroos box, they punch, they hit.
The porcupine stabs, he’s such a prick.
The shellfish extinct, now the sea otters quit.
We’ve thrown in ourselves into this bottomless pit.
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4. |
Coyote Song
03:46
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Walk away from the debate, will leave detractors irate.
Fortune’s fate and death awaits for those who claim to love and hate
(You wanna go in alone?)
You can’t do this on your own, what the hell do you think you know?
I can’t operate this shaky heart rate, when you go in all alone
Flawless. That's what you think you are, got us on the hook we're all
astonished. Sipping up every word you spit just like it's gin and
tonic. Can't help to be caught by your starry-doe-eyed gaze, it's
iconic. We're blinded by all you’re fortune and fame, it's actually unbearably
toxic.
The people with money and power immersed in their web in a land that's
so lawless. Gritting our teeth like there's sand in our mouths, got arms up now we're ready to claw this. Painting their face on the side of the street, guess the billboards can never be honest. Like the clouds I'm reaching my limit, tear down the walls, I better get on it.
The scales tipped in your favor must be always out of
balance. It can't handle the weight of your shiny, perfect, golden crystal
palace. You better hope that your walls are reinforced when all of us come at this
with the force of a thousand wacked-up, jacked-up, stacked-up jackrabbits.
Fueling the flames with your words that trigger reactions like a
catalyst. What good are you idols when they exchange all of their goodness with boatloads of ballots? You think that you're smart? You think that you're safe? Like no one would challenge your status? Well, the money you've made has sucked out your shade, leaving a muted pallet.
You want to go in alone, but I won't let you go
You think that you've been played, so you question all you've made.
Walk away from the debate, will leave detractors irate.
Fortune’s fate and death awaits for those who claim to love and hate
(You wanna go in alone?)
You can’t do this on your own, what the hell do you think you know?
I can’t operate this shaky heart rate, when you go in all alone
When you go in all alone.
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Sugar-Gliding Slouch
01:25
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I was described at one time,
I "act just like a hummingbird."
Isn’t that absurd? But it’s not.
It’s true. The glucose in my bloodstream tastes like wine.
Always underrated, sugar-motivated, the words unsung make me feel so hated by you. I hope it’s not true, either way I’ll be just fine.
I’ll be just fine.
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Perro Xiredachshund
03:25
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Man's best friend, the words in my head ringing, like a
song from a bird flowing through the wind, singing out a
tune from the spring and what's to come, bringing out the
tears from my eyes falling from my head, dripping down
to the oak floor where the Old Boy's sitting, where his
time-moldered body betrays his soul, withering the
senses: sights, smells, not hearing me call
his out his name. No response to the beckoning.
The new age of machine, take Canine in vein
Artificial intelligence to recoup your brain
Steel rods, copper wires, mixed with ball-joints and chains
Diesel-punk cyber-pup guzzling butane
Like an echo in the mind: out of time, out of place
Survive the stages of grief, but which stage says replace?
Machine machinations with a good-boy face
Each rotten shred of flesh thrown away with no grace
Is it man’s best friend, or man’s worst nightmare?
I can’t even tell anymore, what’s left ain’t the same as before
Replaced flesh and cells with whistles and bells, I can’t even tell. The things I’ve done will ship me to hell, oh well. Theseus paradox, I fell, not the same, a shell. Former biological self, now festered and swelled.
The null look of your eyes, a robotic reprise makes me realize life’s ultimate compromise: We live to die.
Oh, man’s best friend, it hurts
when you're gone
Oh, man's best friend, it hurts
so much when you're not with me
Lay it right down
Rollin all around
Get your toys out
Throw em all about
Nose is so wet
Are we there yet?
Best damn dog
I’ve ever fuckin' had
Slobber everywhere
Even in my hair
Kisses so sweet
Clicky-clicky feet
Man’s best friend
Till the bleeding end
Never let you go
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For Fox Sake!
04:44
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I tried so hard to fight it, but at my worst, I can’t deny it.
It’s best just not to talk shit. Preference of silence, rather than admit
To my mistakes, no matter how many shots they take
straight towards my soul.
My morals are fragile and fake, anyways.
The guilt, it consumes for the rest of my days.
The shame, it's fulfilled by feeling not okay.
The pain, this delusion, makes me go insane.
Floods my train of thought, get out of my brain!
There you go, I've said my peace, now leave me out to rest.
Hold this blanket to my face and stab me in the chest.
Punish me, my arteries, deliver oxygen through my
veins, just the same. Oh, just stop and say:
For Fox sake!
Woah, let’s keep it PG. A little peachy.
you’re over cooked while I feel over-easy.
One look is enough to Distill these feelings,
all make me queasy and super uneasy.
It’s getting breezy, a storm is approaching
that’ll turn me to stone and will smother my breathing.
Heart quickly ramps up the speed of its beating
and steals all the thoughts from my mind, out-competing.
Ripped myself out from steering this wheel,
out of control from the things that I feel.
I find myself wishing that this wasn’t real.
With these cards that I’m left, find a new way to deal.
My heart is so cold, gotta cast it in steel.
Molten fragments of soul freeze up and congeal.
Pick up the pieces and mix them with glue till' I heal.
What's inside of my spirit, is that not ideal?
What's left in my soul, I cannot tell.
I cannot tell.
For Fox sake!
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Inspired by Zoology
05:07
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We’ve got to start somewhere, for me it was the drain.
It’s better than wallowing in misery and pain.
If you were born in my shoes, you’d feel just the same,
but you don’t even have the strength to simply start the game.
Gazing through my mirror every day is such a shame.
Shove the guilt on someone else when I am all to blame.
This canopy is empty and this crusty coat of paint
is chipping off onto the ground and washed away with rain.
In my mind, it replays itself again.
In their eyes, they replace themselves again.
We take our time, we rushed ourselves again.
Can we contain, all of our doubt within?
Through my blinds, I see the truth again.
My hands are tied, I slapped myself again.
We did just fine, yet we screwed up again.
We're all alone now, but is that a win?
I’ve got your attention now but I have one shot to take.
This microphone is begging me to make zero mistakes.
With that much pressure in my veins, much more than I can take.
Pulls my body to the ground to black out in the shade.
“Practice now, I’ll warm right up”- how it goes inside my brain.
It’s bound to make me perfect, but that’s just what fools claim.
I put myself out in the world right into someone’s aim,
They’re a crack shot slinging dirt on my humiliated name
My life is such a total mess I couldn't try to fake it.
Wide awake and barely dressed, how could I ever make it?
The snake inside my eyelids bypasses all the sly kids and high bids that’s why it’s all lies, mid-tier life it’s not a bad gig.
Wanna really talk about luck? Well It’s a sad pig.
You say you really even give a duck? He’s in a nice wig.
The lazy kitty cats, they really suck. Screw up the config.
In Exhibit A, see all of us while we all take a swig.
Common sense can barely even make amends when all your friends are machines.
All my life I’ve tried my best to keep an honest side of me.
But see, its not us, it’s just zoology. We’re locked away just like the beast, we slam the door and swallow the key.
Daily dose of depression ain’t no exception from events on ours news feeds.
We try and tune them out our minds, but we’re all wired by gallons of coffee.
But see, its not us, it’s just zoology. We’re locked away just like the beast, we slam the door and swallow the key.
Misconception is the root of evil in all societies.
You couldn’t dream to understand, but that’s your ultimate fallacy.
But see, it’s not us, it’s just zoology. We’re locked away just like the beast, we slam the door and swallow the key.
Fighting intervention, is itself a kind of crooked devious deed.
Feeding addiction like a goat’s blood that the Devil craves and needs.
But see, it’s not us, it’s just zoology. We’re locked away just like the beast, we slam the door and swallow the key.
Exhausted and tired, can we possibly get inspired?
My neurons misfired. Our situation seems dire.
The globe is on fire, cling to the wire.
Animals are admired and they’re quite inspired.
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9. |
Papa Possum
02:09
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You can't be serious. I've been delirious.
Are you hearing this? I said are you hearing this?
You got so furious, but I was so curious.
So scratch my name off the tier list, we're going in fearless.
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10. |
Birds of the Night
06:01
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Like birds in the night you always take flight
You cower and hide, what, you don’t have the strength to fight?
You’ve got not one shred of guilt. So come out and face us.
The history that you’ve built, it tried hard to erase us.
Your pointy, crooked crown, whose allegiance do you pledge?
The only way back down is diving off the edge.
My final judgment is calling and yet I’m still falling
For their same old tricks again.
Gosh, I feel so damn stupid,
I might as well just be useless.
How many times has it been, like ten thousand?
Yeah buddy, keep on dreaming
We’re not believing what you’re preaching.
All the fools you’ve deceived take a step back and give some room to breathe
A carnivore on top of the food chain
A wee-bit insane, too ashamed
To even bring up my own name
I just go with the flow, the current cut off my aim.
You bottom-feeders wish you could all operate the same.
Cause' when ya wake up this much of a brat
And the cards on the other end of the deck are stacked, you go on the attack.
Now there’s no way to look back
At all the mistakes from the past, so
Go right by them and make them your last
But you keep gliding through the sky
Riding up a mile high
Far above the acid ocean, just to keep your hands dry
You profit while other people die,
Well, we always say “an eye for an eye”, so it’s my time to shine.
The bore that you bore will bore us all to death,
now I’m patiently waiting so here’s my speech of acceptance.
What’s my life worth to you? Huh, like six cents?
Or do I glisten in the darkness like diamonds?
STOP THIS TRAIN IT GIVES ME MIGRAINES
See what they're doing to us, yet invest all your trust
into those who have no morals.
The top percent can be ruthless
when they try and accuse us.
Screeching out like gawking seagulls
If only of our regrets could pay off our debts.
We’d be there soaring with the eagles.
I’m a fool, I can see, but it wasn’t just me.
Just give me some room to breathe.
Well how could we know,
It would ever end like this? (Ever end like this)
Where will we go, (Where will we go)
When we shoot our shot and miss? (Shoot our shot and- shoot our shot and miss)
Like stars we will glow, (Stars we will glow)
Even in the darkest pits. (In the darkest pits)
We fall just like snow, (Just like the snow)
Then climb out of the abyss! (Climb out of the a-)
Then climb out of-
Then climb out of the abyss
Convinced us to come down from the ledge
Though you pushed us all out to the edge
Our options closed off, the doors are wedged.
The only way back down is diving off the edge.
Your pointy, crooked crown, whose allegiance do you pledge?
The only way back down is diving off the edge.
You’re a heartless, crooked clown, with no allegiance pledged.
The only way back down is diving off the edge.
Diving off the edge
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Jackal Pack Attack West Lafayette, Indiana
Jackal Pack Attack is a zoologically-inspired electronic rock/alt rock/post-hardcore project that tells the tale of a bestial world at the brink of collapse. Est. 2023!
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