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I See Right Through You
03:39
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I SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOU
Cutting off ties with everybody
Deliberate digestion of the masses
Clashes with all things that seem wrong
Prolonged until i cut it off
Drinking from a cup that's new and tastes metallic
Sinful feelings of youth satanic
Panic never hold on enjoy the ride
All these feelings i just cant hide inside
I....I see right through you
Laugh at me yes your energies positive
Yes in your mind but your souls getting negative
Irritated neglected sedated
Ha yes I drink another stimulant
I keep pushing
A pushing and a probing
I'm loathing everything your saying
Keep up my spirit with some laughter
future is brighter I never stop i'm a fighter
I....I see right through you
(©): Luke A Wiliamson. 2011
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2. |
Yum Honey Bun
05:22
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YUM HONEY BUN
Faces on my wall they stare down
I’m trying not to die from speed a yeah I’m coming down
Round me up with a cattle prod
If I squint my eyes right I see visions of God
Yeah
Red lips on my tv suck dick
Up and down my mind pretends my cock is his
Sweaty palms
Polluted brain
I start my day in such a positive way
Yeah
Maybe I’ll call my Mother
Maybe I’ll call my Father
Maybe I’ll stay on the couch all day and not bother
At least I’ll try to get my dick hard
I rub it up and down with yesterdays lard
I wanna fuck so get naked dear
Orgasms you never fake them dear
Lakes of cum I can smell
Waterfalls straight out of hell
Green wrists as i write
Through the blinds I hide the sunlight
Yeah
I’m wondering where the night went as I sit here
With trickles of sweat running down my hair
Yeah
I’m in my lair
My dungeon with my whore
Thinking of things I can do that break the law
Yeah
Up and down and down and up
Pictures on my tv of people that fuck
Sweating and fucking, sucking
My arm bruised
Shooting speed into my self is just yesterday's news
Semen that’s fake and full of babies
Screaming and screaming the cum is wasted daily
Strung out and fucked up I think of death
Turn my head
Open my eyes
I see lines of crystal meth
Hence my mood is sick
My throat is sore and my dick is thick
Do I deserve you or will I plunge
Into the deepest of lakes away from all the yummy fun
Yum honey bun I live in a slum
I smell like scum and I get fuck all done
I said a yum honey bun I live in a slum
I smell like scum and I get fuck all done yeah
Should i take care of shit I don’t wanna
Thinking of this and that and the other
Am I problem I must discover
Look down on myself as I compare myself to others
Visions of porn as the blood flows
Diluted mind I don’t know where to go
Strung out and fucked as I fall into a slump
Kidneys ache as i think I’ll take another bump
Swill an elixir handed to my by God
I had an in depth conversation with a frog on a log
Wet and warty he reads my mind
He see’s nothing of importance so holds up a warning sign
“Stop Choose Nothing”
The sign it states
The frog gave a ribbit and jumped back in the lake
The moral of this story is to shut up and chill
Because reality is chosen by the colour of a pill
You better get your fill
You better get your fill
Semen that’s fake and full of babies
Screaming and screaming the cum is wasted daily
Strung out and fucked up I think of death
Turn my head
Open my eyes
I see lines of crystal meth
Hence my mood is sick
My throat is sore and my dick is thick
Do I deserve you or will I plunge
Into the deepest of lakes away from all the yummy fun
Yum honey bun I live in a slum
I smell like scum and I get fuck all done
I said a yum honey bun I live in a slum
I smell like scum and I get fuck all done yeah
(©): Luke A Williamson. 2005
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3. |
Early Out Program
04:50
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EARLY OUT PROGRAM
Roll into your town I wanna get some
Frustrated wired I wanna have fun
Thinking about nothing no apologies
No Anxiety no worries
Take it line em up and pull your head back
You can’t return you can’t take it back
Just swallow eat the whole thing
Brain like jelly watch your head spin
Gripple wrestle run around the pit
Dance all night and watch others get sick
Longing for some touch your gonna get it
Wake up in the morning and regret it
Spinning round and round you change your attitude
Spiraling down and down no time to lose
Mindset positive
Reason to live
Anyone can just slit their wrists
There's Always A Vacancy
In The Early Out program
Rolling down the slope towards your grave
See it clear yeah you know the way
Fear agitated crop
Visited by farmer death you’re not
Up and down movement body attack
Staccato feeling sudden just like you’re on crack
Feel it smell it squash it put it all away
Life is short so you’re gonna do it anyway
Jumping up and down pull out the guts
Twist ‘em around this experiment gone nuts
Far removed you’ve lost your way
Can’t remember which way you came
Spinning round and round you change your attitude
Spiraling down and down no time to lose
Mindset positive
Reason to live
Anyone can just slit their wrists
There's Always A Vacancy
In The Early Out program
(©): Luke A Wiliamson. 2011
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4. |
Self Destruct
03:06
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SELF DESTRUCT
I wanna touch the lightening
Demon inside just help me get through this
Self destruct that's all I wanna do yeah
Demon Inside Just help me get through this
I wanna touch the lightening
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5. |
Flow Into Me
03:52
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FLOW INTO ME
You won't see me coming
Like an insect i'm small
Creative creature un-recorded i crawl
Yeah
Intricate stand back as i spit
A venom that's septic
A poisonous shit
Yeah
That's how I fell sometimes
A manic creature
The music I plays taboo
A special feature
Life's leaches there sucking my soul
My energy's low
Flow into me
Yeah my energy's low
CHORUS
Flow into me
Yeah my energy's low
Flow into me
In my soul
Yeah my energy's low
Flow into me
Yeah my energy's low
Flow into me
In my soul
Yeah my energy
Regardless of it
Yeah
I'd never change a thing
My life is filled win sin after sin
Grim as the devil and his energy unfolds
I'm waiting to die so he can suck my soul
Yeah
Agitated
Emotionless
I'm physically weak
I look at my hair
Yeah
I see a grey streak
Life's leaches there sucking my soul
My energy's low
Flow into me
Yeah my energy's low
CHORUS
(©): Luke A Williamson. 2011
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6. |
Burn My Soul
04:36
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BURN MY SOUL
All these feelings inside are tearing me apart
I’m looking and looking for some kind of spark
To flare up catch fire and burn my goals
Burn it all
Burn my Soul
-CHORUS-
Cause I hope and pray each day
I wake up and do it my way
Yeah look in my eyes and see
That there’s nothing that I wanna be
yeah I hope and pray each day
I wake up and do it my way
Yeah look in my eyes and see
that there’s nothing that I wanna be
Kill myself
capsize
I blow it all up
What’s left I’m outta luck
One option button red
I kill it all
Burn it all
Burn my Soul
-CHORUS-
Where does this life have to go
I dig and dig in the ground just like some kinda mole
Scraping and scratching
Looking for purpose
Burn my goals
Burn my Soul
Burn my Soul (REPEAT)
Burn my
-CHORUS-
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7. |
Mundane Faces
04:39
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MUNDANE FACES
So what’s it gonna be
Yeah you wanna be me
Flow like me
Taste like me
I’m gritty
Itchy with a back stare
You better wait outside my dragons lair
Filthy
A mind complacent
Venomous
Scratchy like a snake tongue
where you from
Where you been
are you unclean
You couldn't handle the colours that I've seen
I can’t contain this
Mundane places
I can’t contain this
Mundane faces
I can’t contain this
I can’t contain this
No
Plastic minds
Plastic brains
Plastic thinking
Plastic friends
Pre programmed thought
Pre programmed breeding
Walmart reactions
Walmart feelings
What is it
What’s up
What am i listening to
I wish you could see yourself through my eyes
Like I do
Fast food
Reality TV
Quick answers
Big muscles and money
What's it gonna be
What's it gonna be
I can’t contain this
Mundane places
I can’t contain this
Mundane faces
I can’t contain this
I can’t contain this
No
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8. |
Meth
05:09
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METH
I want to quit
Muscles are rigid I can’t wind down
Stuck solid like a statue I stay
Every muscle seized
With a poison I eat in a capsule
Disease
Creative mind creative life
Good friend died and left me so high
I’m trapped in a body that won’t move
I’m abused and confused this game I’m gonna lose
Killing myself from all sides
Killing myself just to get high
Sit in a red throne and cry
Tears fall down as I say goodbye
To a life that’s rotting
Burning out my ashes all will be forgotten
All will be forgotten
All will be forgotten
Craving the needle
Plant the seed of the the devil
Evoke the beast
Yeah Ha Ha
Imagine a sickal
Grow the crop of the demon
Watch your brain swell as you enter your own hell
On and on
On and on
On and on
Your sanity’s prolonged
Where you from I can’t remember
December it’s a permanent winter
Splinter the shards another pin prick
Your body craves another fix
Slowly enter the placenta
It’s time for the adventure
Hiss hiss all I hear is hiss
Brain straining hallucinate like this
Brought on by a damage a habit
Masturbate for hour and hours
Listen!
Break the ice
thoughts scattered
Sounds like your brain is being splattered
Shattered into a million pieces
That’s the hiss
That’s the hiss
So where should I run to today
Dismay
My body’s made of clay
Chalk scrape and scratch
Burning cigarettes match after match
Thinking of ex girlfriends and such
Thinking of how I fucked it all up
Pluck another hair from myself and burn it
Running out of hair skins prefered it
Why can I not find myself inside
Why can I not find the light inside me
When did all this damage begin
Why can I not look at life with a grin
Anything I can do to forget
Look back on my life with so many regrets
Try to find the strength in me
It’s so cloudy here i just can’t see
I want to quit
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