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I Cannot See The Haters For They Took My Fucking Eyes

by The Facades

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1.
Tastes Like Gasoline (ft. Aces Wild) 02:38
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I’m waking Up to a tidal wave Crashing on the horizon and over Me I feel the weight of the Sea from above because the water’s rising I hope you know, I hope you see What your fire is doing to me I hope one day you learn to Care til then it tastes like gasoline Tastes like gasoline Tastes like gasoline I’m drowning in your passion Mine might set your waves ablaze (tastes like gasoline) Run amok until we all fall down (tastes like gasoline) The shards of your broken heart got launched into my own Can’t bring myself to criticize The places you have called a home I cannot move, I cannot breathe When the storm won't let me be I cannot get my heart to Bear the taste of gasoline Tastes like gasoline Tastes like gasoline I’m drowning in your passion Mine might set your waves ablaze (tastes like gasoline) Run amok until we all fall down (tastes like gasoline) None in my heart, lost in my mind, and I think about it all the time Though my lungs don't think I'd claim to know it tastes like gasoline Tastes like gasoline Tastes like gasoline I’m drowning in your passion Mine might set your waves ablaze (tastes like gasoline) Run amok until we all fall down (tastes like gasoline)
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Life Is A Fairy Tale (Terms And Conditions May Apply) 03:38
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The butcher, the baker, the part-time Quaker Went down to the depths of the sea to meet their maker The butcher and the baker were swallowed awful quick But the beast said to the Quaker “Where's the man with the candlestick?” Jack hit the candlestick and sent himself to hell If you're going to play your part you better play it well I was wandering around who I really am But when I try to catch ahold of me, it wasn’t in my plan Can't seem to remember when we were going home And the nightmares always keep me up and bid my soul to roam Three little pigs, three blind mice, three bears, and mother goose All played their parts so well that they were sent to eternal roost The big bad wolf blew up, an international superstar But compromised his art, his power flew away so far Jack hit the candlestick and sent himself to hell If you're going to play your part you better play it well I was wandering around who I really am But when I try to catch ahold of me, it wasn’t in my plan Can't seem to remember when we were going home And the nightmares always keep me up and bid my soul to roam The stars have come out tonight, the kind of dream that makes your soul ignite Everyone always searching for that guiding light, but at the end of the fairy tale evening that’s sick hellfires glowing, alright? This story has never been conventional, your soul becomes electrical like a shot of adrenaline into your ventricle Three of every animal boarding King Cole’s ark, a bedtime story leaving only whispers in the dark And yet, the stories of heroes never get old, past when the writers got dead and cold, Jack climbs the beanstalk, nimble and bold. The name of the game is, not always to get so rich and famous, you know how fame is, too much cash can leave you brainless I'll admit it, I got a lot of energy, keep it where you can't see, keep it where I can't be The kind of man I want to be when all the fans are looking at me and I can't see, but Jack and Jill can't be me I was wandering around who I really am But when I try to catch ahold of me, it wasn’t in my plan Can't seem to remember when we were going home And the nightmares always keep me up and bid my soul to roam
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Speed Demon 01:22
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Lilith, flame licking lit walls like Another motherfucker trying to bring it home to Midnight Demons coming up out the ground around you But break it down everyone taking it down These verses are versus all of those who oppose Coming with that chopper shit, making you sit, everybody knows That the nose goes first Making them scared so subsequent slices suck worse Bringing it back, breaking your back, hit em with it Tumbling sack, agony wrack, fuck a bad spit You thinking you the hottest around but we honestly found In a rumbling ground, rundown and ready to kill shit Reduce you to rubble When Glitchtech spit there's gonna be some trouble And I'm thinking that I'm gonna be licking you pop your bubble Check through all your friends for me, there's no double I'm a speed demon and none are quite like me Lock me up so nobody can fight me If you're mad then you could try and right me But I don't give a shit, motherfuckers can bite me I'm a speed demon and none are quite like me Lock me up so nobody can fight me If you're mad then you could try and right me But I don't give a shit, motherfuckers can bite me Back up on the stage I'm coming with rage, you laugh in my face Telling me to step down and act my age I'm gonna beat you so bad now we're on the same page Checking you as if I was a hockey player, beat down Making the beat loud, see now that we proud You found that everybody hit you with a cool round Of baskets of bullets, red staining the new ground Step into the ring with me I sing you see that you never be escaping Punch you in the face, knock you outta this place Winning the race, recognize that you working with scrapings I'll freeze you like a nor'easter Knock you back from a rapper into a barista Call for my coffee, you better call me sir Forget to be polite, I come with more than this teaser I'm a speed demon and none are quite like me Lock me up so nobody can fight me If you're mad then you could try and right me But I don't give a shit, motherfuckers can bite me I'm a speed demon and none are quite like me Lock me up so nobody can fight me If you're mad then you could try and right me But I don't give a shit, motherfuckers can bite me
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It Could Be A Murder Ballad 03:37
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This could be a tale about when everything was okay This could be a tale about when stuff worked better obey Pride spinning out of control lock it down lose my copay Liars set fires, pants burning up now you get no say Hah! Get ready when I'm knocking on your door Get down on the floor when the submachines roar, here comes the storm so You better be warning the whole neighborhood, ensuring your dams you're expecting a flood Life won't be boring when storing torn pages of Torahs like you should Here comes my verbal alacrity racing at Mach 10 Chasing cars like a dog growl at me give you a bite then I'll spin you storybooks telling you about a time when Fearing those who are high in the pecking order, chicken Was totally irrational like Fat stacks of that cash defended by gats and grenades that are fractional Made all our lives all messed up this is factual But bringing it up to the people we meet, is that so radical?! It could be a murder ballad Cause it could be any one of us We all need something stable to trust It could be a murder ballad Cause that's all we know I think this town is gonna blow Revolution number one, don't quit Never surrender and maybe they'll be ready to split Perseverance every day keeping the temple flame lit Don't be afraid to speak up maybe come back and flame spit Revolution number two, be you Everybody gonna try and take it away be true Don't you dare let em make your name just letters it's too rude Try to be more than your analytics you’re not see-through Revolution number three, get educated Don't go to college to just ignore knowledge, your ego’s inflated Know exactly what you're doing and why they are fated To hate you, why you fight to keep alive and you might not get jaded Revolution number four, show off like a cadenza Like a virtuoso you're gonna be a champ so catch em like influenza And even if you’re not relevant today like good old Nikola Tesla Maybe try to be just a little bit more than a flash in the pan, nope, Chuck Testa It could be a murder ballad Cause it could be any one of us We all need something stable to trust It could be a murder ballad Cause that's all we know I think this town is gonna blow Better keep eyes on the railroads with everything you got I'm mad and I'm coming air friction making me too hot Fictional diction is indeterminate but fools wrought Proper grammatical nonsense I'm feeling all rule fought My anger will block out the sun Try growing crops in the dark see how long until the North’s won Don't blame the game blame me or yourself if you don't wanna have fun You son of a gun getting toasty buns my fires grilling you well done Imbalance in all is immoral infection sin song Suckers are spitting sick stories see Spot steal he's been wrong Ready to rumble I'm rocking revenge and I'm ring strong Hurting the haters oh haven't you heard I'm the King Kong To be fair, I'm not worth the time to punch down Keep the fight in the round cause even when you make me hit the ground (K.O!) There are legions of fans who no longer can stand your animal bans they'll be making you damned Fair Shakespearean trade, give them only pennies they'll rip out a pound. It could be a murder ballad Cause it could be any one of us We all need something stable to trust It could be a murder ballad Cause that's all we know I think this town is gonna blow
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Going Undercover At The Sex Toy Party 02:22
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I'm a different kind of prodigy The stuff I produce is always staying laudably New, but the people aren't appreciating Nobody is listening except to be hating Yet when you hit the dab Or twerk or whatever is the newest fad Gold chains descending like manna from heaven And soundboard people turn you up to eleven Sharp rhymes to make you cut glass, real fast But I guess simple rhymes make them move that fat ass Changing the hashtags quicker give you whiplash If you can't track them dreams are gonna be crashed So if you can't beat them, join them My rhymes are fire so that I'll broil them Pretend I’m fucking everybody cock block and foil them Cause if they slip their focus I’ll come and Turkish oil them I'm an ace cop going undercover At the sex toy party My rhymes are like a steak dinner Cause they're so hearty Y'all already know who it is Don't let me wear it out But if you don't know who it is Then chant it out loud (Glitchtech!) Baby girl imma love u Til tha end of time My love never stops When I'm runnin on rhyme Shout out to my crew Cause u know they staying real Dropping the beat hard Man, u know the deal Baby girl u wanna come Let me take u out to lunch Try the eggplant Cause u only live once I'm keeping it trendy And I got that swag U can't even win Cause I got it in the bag I'm an ace cop going undercover At the sex toy party My rhymes are like a steak dinner Cause they're so hearty Y'all already know who it is Don't let me wear it out But if you don't know who it is Then chant it out loud (Glitchtech!) (Oh cut the bullshit I'm a) Chopper, leveling up to be a rocker My fires burn you to the bone, oh do you need some water? I'd cauterize the wounds, a nice guy for my daughter But she's a hypothetical so my rhymes are getting hotter I can't stay on one level Hit them with a double time so even my haters revel Whenever I drop a new track they say it’s incredible Even when I'm coming out of my cage and burn them electrical I can't be staying in pop I gotta be bringing the flames like Scorpion making the haters drop Getting your limbs lopped off, toxic shock we rock Killing the game I'm a clock stopper knocking off your block Creativity coming like I'm a synesthete Suckers see with sicker samples, synthy shit I fill the beat Toasting other rappers I'm a cannibal and I grill my meat Winning without fail you know that it's an iller feat I'm an ace cop going undercover At the sex toy party My rhymes are like a steak dinner Cause they're so hearty Y'all already know who it is Don't let me wear it out But if you don't know who it is Then chant it out loud (Glitchtech!)
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You're Gonna Need Somebody Special To Dig You Out Of That Deep Hole You're In 01:58
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It don't mean a thing If it ain't got that swing Silk shawl and I'm coming for y'all With a telephone call and a diamond ring Baby I'm here with a massive attack Come on and feel that I'm breaking your back Hit them with everything that I'm at No need to wonder my magic is black And yes I've been working with magic It's the reason that my fires are that sick Hit them with the flow you know it's Better than the one you don't I'm coming with trinkets and tricks that are Sickest so trickling blood ain't your focus Made a deal for massive appeal but you're Staying too real for my hocus pocus Your fires are bogus, and Magic it isn't a rabbit in hat Real magic comes from a contract and sinners and That so (Let's make a) Deal, oh it's a Steal, just the Price of your soul at the end of the night If that's quite alright Let's talk about witchcraft Let's talk about magic that's making you daft Look in the crystal and see that you laughed Right at me while I was taking a bath That's kind of rude if you think about it Making me scamper and loudly shout it “Get out of my bloody house! Applications are needed don't come without it!” But I can let that slide if you pay for it Just think of me as your spooky gay torrent And if they do come with a warrant I'll stand by your side and make them fight for it Oh don't you be just a stick in the mud Work out a contract we'll have all the fun Not staying stuck in a field like a cow chewing Cud (let's make a) Deal, oh it's a Steal, just the Price of your soul at the end of the night If that's quite alright Already got the contract written Don't you want to be as good at spitting the Fires that fling so much fury at fakers and Fighting them back til they're home with their knitting Reading your scripture don't bet on it I can outrun the words ultrasonic I'll burn you so bad you end up catatonic You've been moronic I'm crushing tectonic But I can change all that Selling your soul to me, tail of a cat Eye of newt and toe of frog If magic is clockwork, those are the cogs Your personal sacrifice is your integrity Not a big price to pay, might make an enemy Probably worth it for money and energy And if you've got friends then send them to me (let's make a) Deal, oh it's a Steal, just the Price of your soul at the end of the night If that's quite alright
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Your Knife Says Heart But My Heart Says Knife (ft. Aubrey Lavender) 03:02
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The police bust into the bar Looking at the picture of a murder and a suicide Try to figure out how it got so far Well it's carved in the backs of the ones who lied “Call a 187 if you know what I mean Time of death? Maybe 7:16?” But no one has their hands clean Investigators trying to get the answers from a gene Look at me spitting rhymes from beyond the grave Against my onslaught you better be ready to cave Better be getting all brave, cause all the critics will rave That we’re vicious angels who gave Us a new way to bust, collaboration Fuss, we’re the upper crust, cross the nation Cuss everywhere I dust their masturbation Does a genital rust, egos inflation And your knife says heart but my heart says knife Betrayal is steel but your heart is ice Happened so fast I couldn’t put up a fight Don’t go towards the light Think about it kid, this is no time for games Just tell me straight up if you don’t feel the same To the end of the night from the moment we start I won’t stop you, dear knife inside my heart. Oh woah, what you said to me. Cut me up, pulled apart my seams, and now it seems: I’m a poor sick patient in desperate need of heart transplant. And your knife says heart but my heart says knife Betrayal is steel but your heart is ice Happened so fast I couldn’t put up a fight Don’t go towards the light Think about it kid, this is no time for games Just tell me straight up if you don’t feel the same To the end of the night from the moment we start I won’t stop you, dear knife inside my heart. The style, the substance, the glam and the gore Tell me about it babe, you always want more I’m going wild for the night, fuck being polite All right, I’m fighting my way to the door We’re raw, balanced like a see-saw in a fight We draw, pistols at dawn’s coming first light Trip balls, ready to fall, we incite War calls, anybody crawl out of sheer spite Come back like a raptor attack I’ve been practicing that, no more time for tact Hit them back cause my six pack’s back And I’m ready to riddle em, sad sacks I’m killing em Fakers fucking follow me, with fires I’m filling em Freedom falling in, fear fulfilling me grilling em See the suckers suffering cause they seeking penicillin Cause I’m fucking serious and my sick fires are drilling And your knife says heart but my heart says knife Betrayal is steel but your heart is ice Happened so fast I couldn’t put up a fight Don’t go towards the light Think about it kid, this is no time for games Just tell me straight up if you don’t feel the same To the end of the night from the moment we start I won’t stop you, dear knife inside my heart. Could have written 50 stanzas and been so romantic. but still would have gotten the very same answer. I should have been second guessing popping the question, given it even a second of real reflection. But I get the message. My hearts not wanted. I don’t know why I even bothered.
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One Scar, Two Scars, Red Star, Blue Star 02:52
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When I was young I gave a boy six stitches on his arm I bit him hard and tasted blood, but I never meant to cause him harm When I was a little bit older I punched a wall and got a scar And yet I've managed to keep the audacity to hope one day I'll be a star Who am I to say that, just another angry young man Clawing desperately to just find another fan Some might call this track a little bit emo and self-indulgent That's probably true to be honest but that never stopped me before, you're not my consultant Cause I don't have one, I don't need one, I do what I want Sounds like a whiny child facing a world that is far beyond Any conception of giving concessions for working real hard when I'm faced with depression And all of my wonderful skills at repression I wanna be known but I guess that's pretension So I rap fast and I sing what I can out loudly No one does my mastering or anything, I do it proudly To be a bit vain, I make some good stuff as Glitchtech But if nobody hears it then I can't cash a single rich check One scar, two scars, red star, blue star One scar, two scars, red star, blue star One scar, two scars, red star, blue star One scar, two scars, red star, blue star Melancholy as this track may be, I want it to bring some hope Cause I dedicate it unto all those friends who thought they couldn't cope The ones who've spent a sleepless night just crying on the bathroom floor And the ones who came back and survived, even if it was a chore Cause believe me, I've been there in that dark place Depressed, alone, and overstressed but I kept going to be a living ace I know that all the pain can make you want to leave a big scar But I've seen one too many friends who couldn't come back from that dark star And I wouldn't want anyone else to meet that same fate So take care of yourself, erase your death date Cause there may not be a lot in this world that we can really rely on But there’s still you and me and I can try to be a shoulder to cry on And that's something to work with so why not stay You've got yourself and that's enough to stay another day If I can get up from a panic attack and do more than make it through Well, then why not you too? One scar, two scars, red star, blue star One scar, two scars, red star, blue star One scar, two scars, red star, blue star One scar, two scars, red star, blue star
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Breaker (Rocks Fall, Everybody Dies) 02:16
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I can’t see through me, can you see me through? You can’t tell me what I’m ever going to do I can’t see me through, I can see you through I can’t tell you what you’re ever going to do Take a look around, tell me what you’re missing I’m wondering if you’ll ever listen You won’t give me the satisfaction of breaking into Fractions of my soul and my boots don’t have the traction Attraction is dishonesty honestly don’t look longingly At me, it won’t be long until you’re free Tell you to knock it off, tip top or your block off But when you check that my fists are coming out swinging all you do is scoff Rocks fall, jackhole, everybody dies Knocks all, they roll, last breath sighs No way to escape an avalanche but Fort Knox takes gold, all are taking bribes Your money or your happiness Is that the choice you made? And all I got is my common sense And the willingness to fade out I can’t see through me, can you see me through? You can’t tell me what I’m ever going to do I can’t see me through, I can see you through I can’t tell you what you’re ever going to do I’m wasting the concept of tasting on your Lips like someone wasting hair on some frosted tips Get on top of this, rocking the naughty list Little Timmy being told of the consumerist Christmas Fists swinging like a chandelier yelling “Banter here if you have no fear!” Though that could be the five or six pints of beer Fortunate for me that my breaking point is near You left me twisted and broken Reading Nietzsche to see if a dead God has spoken You never seemed to notice all the gambling tokens Or my media slogan “My heartbreak is potent!” Your money or your happiness Is that the choice you made? And all I got is my common sense And the willingness to fade out I can’t see through me, can you see me through? You can’t tell me what I’m ever going to do I can’t see me through, I can see you through I can’t tell you what you’re ever going to do Rocks fall, everybody dies and lets their Body rot away Let the one without a sin throw stones but That’s the price you’ll pay Your money or your happiness Is that the choice you made? And all I got is my common sense And the willingness to fade
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Only Me? (ft. Thin Man) 02:58
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Cranial juices running down my head Or is it blood instead I'm just trying to get ahead Sunshine ain't good enough I'm never good enough And ask my spilling guts They'll say I kinda like it rough Much more fun when your brain is gone, right? It don't matter much to me And if you break down of course it’s all right It's how I get energy I break my soul because it’s fun I’ve got to work with more than one of me Only me? Only me. A vicious argument between Me myself and I Land and sea Who calls the shots today? Who thinks that Jake should go away? Only me? Only me. A break between the layers of my Mind, it’s pretty good for me Not so good for me And in the blindness of my rage I See, that you’ve kept me under lock and Key, understandably, woah. Zyote keeps the song alive Glitchtech makes the lyrics thrive Jake pilots our mutual meat machine And as of me I’d like to say They couldn’t last a single day without Me, only me? Only me. A vicious argument between Me myself and I Land and sea Who calls the shots today? Who thinks that Jake should go away? Only me? Only me. Is it me for a moment? The one and only? But they’re as me as me, they're not distinct from me The stars collide

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You've all seen Zyote. How his work has grown and changed over three years of creating instrumental video game music. And then disappeared instead of releasing every 11 months.

This album is why.

Allow me to introduce you to Glitchtech: high-speed rapper with a unique voice and the musical stylings learned from formal music theory and fucking around with video game soundtracks alike. Genres spanning experimental hip hop, avant-garde sampling, rave music, alternative pop, and even jazz and prog rock. All expressed in vicious yet eloquent language.

It's a new direction for The Facades. See how you take it.

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released August 26, 2016

All songs written, performed, produced, mastered, etc. by Violet Hausthor.
Guest vocals and lyrics on "Your Knife Says Heart But My Heart Says Knife" by Aubrey Lavender. Find his work at soundcloud.com/aubreylavender, I highly recommend it.
Tracks 3, 5, and 7 are explicit. Sorry mom.

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The Facades is the solo project of a queer electronic music composer (she/they) who thinks consistent gender and consistent genre are for scrubs. The characters they portray take a front seat, with a witty lyrical edge to speak truth to power.

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