tcr! episodes:

• January 31, 2025To Accept the Charges

  You are not a slave

  You are not a fucking slave

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  To accept the charges

  Press one now

  The more I am made

  To feel leashed and shaved

  The less I am enticed

  By the dull warmth

  Radiating your cage

  Butterflying lice

  Radiation your face

  Acne price

  Touch, punch, fuck

  Touch me now, punch me now

  Fuck me now, I am cold

  You might scare people with that message

  It was a good one

  Wouldn't scare nobody

  To accept the charges

  Press one now

  The more I am tricked

  By grampa thoughts and fleshed bricks

  The less I am willing

  To forgive the scars

  Wound to lick, skinned up bars

  Human ticks, candy jars

  Control fix, dysfunction par

  Touch, punch, fuck

  Touch me now, punch me now

  Fuck me now, I am cold

  You are not a slave

  Ok you aren't very commercial

  But that's ok, huh

  Fuck commercialization

  Fuck the diabolic clown cauldron, alright

  You are not a slave

  You might scare people with that message

  But you are not a fucking slave

  It was a good one

  Wouldn't scare nobody

  To accept the charges

  Press one now

  So does your whore

  The more I am molded

  With foil and christmas coal

  The less I am ready

  For hot pocket guilt

  Redundant scolds, nasal silk

  50s hold, pinball tilt

  Coward bold, razor built

  Heart of mold, blood of milk

  Touch, punch, fuck

  Touch me now, punch me now

  Fuck me now, I am cold

  But you are not a fucking slave

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• January 30, 2025To Be F4cked Up

  I had forgotten

  What it was like

  What it was like

  To be fucked up

  Forgotten, I had forgotten

  What it was like

  I had forgotten

  What it was like

  Fucked up

  Fucked up

  Fucked up

  To be fucked up

  Forgotten

  What it was like

  What it was like

  I had forgotten

  To be fucked up

  I had forgotten

  What it was like

  Forgotten

  To be fucked up

  Fucked up

  To be fucked up

  What it was like

  To be fucked up

  I had forgotten

  Forgotten

  What it was like

  To be fucked up

  Fucked up

  Fucked up

  What it was like

  What it was like

  Forgotten

  I had forgotten

  I had forgotten

  I had forgotten

  I had forgotten

  I had forgotten

  Forgotten

  To be fucked up

  To be fucked up

  To be fucked up

  What it was like

  What it was like

  I had forgotten

  What it was like

  Forgotten

  I had forgotten

  To be fucked up

  Fucked up

  To be fucked up

  ...more

  

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• January 28, 2025Refresh the Batteries

  Refresh the Batteries by tcr!

  ...more

  

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• December 24, 2024Your Shooting Gallery

  Are there any parts of me

  That you would care to see

  Unravel blueprints for my surgery

  Reconstruct my fucking personality

  Shove aside my point of view

  Disregard who I have to be

  Sorry, I cannot live to

  Your expectations of me

  There is no chance in our hell

  That you will control my body

  I can't stand my hesitant apologies

  I never, ever hear that you're sorry

  Sorry

  My mind is not up for

  A battle of custody

  Your ideals are my calamity

  I cannot pull apart the insanity

  Insanity

  My body is not up for

  A round of your shooting gallery

  A round of your shooting gallery

  A round of your shooting gallery

  ...more

  

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• December 22, 2024The Weigh Station

  The cornfields left me bleeding

  So I spent my time alone and reading

  Chasing elves and swords and both were fleeting

  Farm buffet is what we’re eating

  My teen bones took such a beating

  Drunken cowgirls stepping and competing

  I was green, my eyes would stray

  Wandering about the white Milky Way

  Watching trains on the railway

  Dressed in drag, spiky hairspray

  I doubted life was real and screenplay

  Maybe someday leaving Monday

  And this is the weigh station

  And we so are all more than this

  All more than this

  The weigh station

  All more than this

  All more than this

  This is the gray

  the weigh station

  Blonde handcuffs, hers were clinking

  Side by side our life was blue and sinking

  Muddy cowboys chewing and winking

  The closet black and blinking

  Crushed by Niki’s kiss and red drinking

  Imposter-naut, cells interlinking

  Black locks and sunglasses

  Pretty girl preferred redneck facists

  Cow shit just poisoned the masses

  Trepassed the overpasses

  Skipped out except the art classes

  Made other plans out on the grasses

  And this is the weigh station

  And we so are all more than this

  All more than this

  The weigh station

  All more than this

  All more than this

  This is the clay

  the weigh station

  Bailing hay on the mild side

  Wait, wait, wait, shut up

  And this is the weigh station

  And we so are all more than this

  All more than this

  The weigh station

  All more than this

  All more than this

  This is the fray

  the weigh station

  ...more

  

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• October 30, 2024Orchestra Fantastik

  Orchestra Fantastik by tcr!

  ...more

  

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• October 28, 2024Let's Fight

  Hi, this message is for grahm sexton

  Knock knock, when are you gonna face me?

  Have to look me in the eye to disgrace me

  Knock knock, shall you face me now?

  Shall we utter our breaths out, out loud?

  You look so surprised, did you think I would?

  Be on my way, "goodbye" did you think I should?

  Should I tear it apart?

  Or are you gonna shut it down?

  Here I stand desperate for an answer

  Bearing gifts, a mouth full of cancer

  Why the secret Christmas card, flash camera lush?

  Lingering brush of a touch for a...

  All your indecision blazes a blinding light

  Chisel my incision, cut the love, let's fight

  Should I tear it apart?

  Or are you gonna shut it down?

  Hi grahm, this is heather

  If you burn a candle for me

  You will be left in the dark

  Let it be crystal clear, there's not a fucking spark

  Because you didn't, did you really want to?

  Because you don't, well, I guess I won't

  Because you never, because you can't

  Should I tear it apart?

  Or are you gonna shut it down?

  Uh, I am truly sorry

  Again, I apologize

  I can't apologize enough

  ...more

  

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• October 27, 2024How Does That Feel

  Here she comes to take a slide

  On the merry-go-round

  I seem so innocent, childish, and playful

  Don’t you dare close your eyes

  And make believe you’re swept away

  You have stumbled heedlessly on to my turf now

  La la la, la la la

  La la la, la la la

  Sitting at our desks

  You take turns to poke at me

  Now I got you all alone and it’s my turn

  Ain’t no safety crossing guards

  Or them fucking teachers

  You’re gonna take a head first dive

  Down those clunky bleachers

  On the monkey bars I am king

  On the monkey bars I am king

  On the monkey bars I am king

  On the monkey bars I am king

  On the monkey bars I am king

  On the monkey bars I am

  Sneaking up behind you

  To push you off the swing

  Kick a little sand in your eyes, in your mouth

  Now you’re crying, slobbering

  Tell me how does that feel?

  Here’s some candy, jolly ranchers I was only playing

  La la la, la la la, la la la

  La la la, la la la, la la la

  You’re cruelty didn’t slip my mind

  I remembered like an elephant

  We studied that in class

  You remember class?

  I guess we both learned a lot from our day in school

  Now I’m off to hunt your friends, I’m on a safari

  La la la, la la la, la la la

  La la la, la la la, la la la

  At recess play time I win

  At recess play time I win

  At recess play time I win

  At recess play time I win

  At recess play time I win

  At recess play time I win

  At recess play time I win

  ...more

  

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• October 27, 2024The Sleepless Moons

  I am ready to go back to

  Outer space, it’s my place

  Recognize the faces, the foreign shapes

  I know the people of my race

  And you are catching there at home plate

  And I’m clear off in left field

  Not at the second stupid base

  Waiting to make a double play

  I’m out in orbit waving goodbye

  As I rocket far away

  Rain delay

  Too much dumb, damn static

  In our game

  Can’t hear the signals

  Too much atmosphere

  Houston, we have a problem

  I’m burning up here

  Arm’s singed to rubber

  Bottom of the ninth

  And I’m patrolling Pluto

  The only way to win…

  Lover, you just never knew what it was like

  To kick around in my shoes sleep with my

  Childhood rules learned in Sun, Sunday school

  And I won’t count the sleepless moons

  I tried to appeal them for you

  The shoes are broken in, the fans have gone

  The laces are long, the currents are strong

  And I could drown in my freezing swimming,

  Swimming pool

  Behind in the count

  Risky day for lift off

  Stars dealigned

  Three balls and two strikes

  Zero gravity

  Jammed comms, windshield cracked

  From your impact

  Who’s that in the dugout?

  Guess I struck out

  Broken hearts hemisphere

  Tears in space

  ...more

  

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• October 26, 2024Our Life, Stan

  I suppose once in awhile

  I close my eyes while I’m on trial

  Feel alive with my crocodile

  Shun her world and rest my smile

  Our life looks better, Stan

  Than today it feels,

  Our life, Stan, looks better

  Than today it feels

  Our life looks better, Stan

  Than today it feels

  Maybe I should lay down

  and die inside

  Plain as paper to her

  that I’m not in style

  Our life looks better, Stan

  Than today it feels,

  Our life, Stan, looks better

  Than today it feels

  Our life looks better, Stan

  Than today it feels

  I only miss the past

  oh, the days I wished away

  Times that never seemed to last

  Every day was our birthday

  ...more

  

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