Partial Lyrics

Ty Cobb	Sick in the head sick in the mouth And I can't hear a word you say Not a bit, and I don't give a shit I got the glass, I got the steel I got the love to hate All I need is your head on a stake Hard headed fuck you all Just add it on the hot rod death toll (an independent, "fuck-you," maverick attitude)
Nazi Driver	Not a tear will be shed The only color is red... red I don't care if it takes some time I'm gonna make it right I'm gonna make it right Turn the head 360 degrees Bite the hand that feeds I don't care if it tastes like poison Rip the legs from the thighs Feed the prison, save the eyes (violent, evil, disjoint, chaotic)
Outshined	I got up feeling so down I got off being sold out I've kept the movie rolling But the story's getting old now I just looked in the mirror Things aren't looking so good I'm looking California And feeling Minnesota (feelings of weariness, obsoleteness, and distress)
Zero Chance	Why doesn't anyone believe In loneliness Stand up and everyone will see Your holiness They say if you look hard You'll find your way back home Born without a friend And bound to die alone (a glorification of the loner)
Drawing Flies	Leaning on the pedestal that holds my self denial Firing the pistol that shoots my holy pride Sitting here like wet ashes with X's in my eyes And drawing flies (general state of decay, disuse, and neglect)
Rusty Cage	Too cold to start a fire I'm burning diesel burning dinosaur bones I'll take the river down to still water And ride a pack of dogs I'm gonna break I'm gonna break my I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run (overcoming one's oppressors)
Overfloater	I'm on the wire over and higher Over the pretense over the (spire) why On and connected I'm overfloating now I'm overfloating alone (a person progresses beyond the norm only to be frustrated and thwarted in his intentions)
Rhinosaur	I play, I'm sick and tame Drawing the hordes I wait, and show the lame The meaning of harm The skulls beneath my feet Like feathers in sand I graze among the graves A feeling of peace (an aggressive attitude fitting for a rhino)
Mood for Trouble	My mood was in full swing My mood was in full swing I wanted to be free Free to want so stale I did not want to hear The perfect thing to say Dying to squeeze out The ugly truth for everyone to hear (describes a emotional state of mind where a person gets "caught up" in things and fulfills his innermost destructive desires)
Blow Up The Outside World	Someone tried to tell me something Don't let the world bring you down Nothing will do me in before I do myself So save it for your own and the ones you can help Want to make it understood Wanting though I never would Trying though I know it's wrong Blowing it to hell and gone Wishing though I never could Blow up the outside world (a confused soul losing control over his internal tendencies towards destruction)
Bleed Together	You and me we're average With simple minds and lungs, eyes and skin You and me we're hopeless We're nowhere hearts so tear it out And open it I'm giving blood tonight I don't care how, don't care why I'm giving blood tonight I'm feeling just like I could give it all (hopelessness and pessimism give way to uncontrolled passions and uncaring desires)

Full Lyrics
(these are particularly good examples)

Mind Riot	I was slipping through the cracks of a stolen jewel I was tightrope walking in two ton shoes Now somebody is talking about a third world war And the police said this was normal control And the candle was burning yesterday Like somebody's best friend died And I've been caught in a mind riot I was crying from my eye teeth and bleeding from my soul And I sharpened my wits on a dead man's skull I built an elevator from his bones Had to climb to the top floor just to stamp out the coals And the candle was burning yesterday Like somebody's best friend died And I've been caught in a mind riot I'm tied within I'm luck's last match struck In the pouring down wind (as the title suggests, confusion of ideas, distress and sadness...very beautiful imagery)
Kyle Petty, Son of Richard	Heat is rising, feel it, I'm on my way Tell me if you wanna take a hit Right beside you came to fight so get out of my way 'Cause Daddy told me don't you ever take no fucking shit [Chorus] So get it right I'm gonna get to you Laugh laugh laugh laugh laugh laugh laughing as I spit your way Faster than a fucking flash of light Stomach's burning alcohol I must have burned a bottle full And you ain't got a chance in fucking hell tonight (Chorus) A hundred miles of chicken wire and feet of lead Daddy didn't raise no fucking fool I'm coming up on your right Coming up on your right Coming up on your right Don't you fuck with me tonight (well-chosen lyrics to represent a competitive, win-at-all-costs attitude)
Fell on Black Days	Whatsoever I've feared has come to life Whatsoever I've fought off became my life Just when everyday seemed to greet me with a smile Sunspots have faded And now I'm doing time Cause I fell on black days Whomsoever I've cured I've sickened now Whomsoever I've cradled I've put you down I'm a search light soul they say But I can't see it in the night I'm only faking when I get it right Cause I fell on black days How would I know That this could be my fate So what you wanted to see good has made you blind And what you wanted to be yours has made it mine So don't you lock up something that you wanted to see fly Hands are for shaking No, not tying No, not tying I sure don't mind a change But I fell on black days How would I know That this could be my fate (outstanding...the epitome of the depressed, gloomy state of mind)
The Day I Tried to Live	I woke the same as any other day Except a voice was in my head It said seize the day, pull the trigger Drop the blade, and watch the rolling heads The day I tried to live I stole a thousand beggar's change And gave it to the rich The day I tried to win I dangled from the power lines And let the martyrs stretch Singing One more time around might do it One more time around might make it One more time around might do it One more time around The day I tried to live Words you say never seem To live up to the ones inside your head The lives we make never seem To ever get us anywhere but dead The day I tried to live I wallowed in the blood and mud with All the other pigs I woke the same as any other day you know I should have stayed in bed The day I tried to win I wallowed in the blood and mud with All the other pigs And I learned that I was a liar Just like you (taking the initiative with hopes of new things, one ends up confused and dejected in a world that is, in reality, immoral and "ugly")

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