Nailed It

by Cheap Perfume

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released October 11, 2016

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Track Name: CEO of Silence
you're a fucking joke
a joke i once adored
you're a lost fucking cause
i blindly rooted for
i never thought i'd be fooled
by a wolf in sheep's clothes
so busy loving yourself
while i loved you most

(chorus)
i've got nothing to say x4

you're a fucking sham
i was so into you
you left me out to dry
while i burned for you
i keep on fucking kicking
at this dead horse
you keep ignoring
those that love you most

(chorus) x2

you knew fucking better
baby so did i
i'm left with the bullshit
you're the champ of silence
i knew fucking better
baby so did you
i'm left with the bullshit
you're the CEO of silence

(chorus) x2
Track Name: Beastreality
inside of you, a great beast lies
inside of you, a great monster!
inside of you, they ripped out your spine
you monster, you monster, you monster!

(chorus)
this is what you wanted, now you got it
this is what you wanted, now you got it
this is what you wanted, now you got it

i shot myself, shot myself in the foot
i killed, i killed, i killed, i killed the monster
i killed, i killed, i didn't wanna
you monster, you monster, you monster!

(chorus)

i tore the moon down, i gouged my eyes out
i can't go back now, i i i i
i fought my way out, kicking and bleeding
i can't go back now, i i i i
i won't say sorry, i killed the beast
i killed the beast that slept beside me
i won't say sorry, i killed the beast
i killed the beast that slept beside me

(chorus)
Track Name: Kewl Gize
cool guys think they don't need any opinions
cool guys think they don't need to have feelings
i build me up, you break me down
i'm built up, i'll burn down
i'll burn myself down

i don't really care, what your friends say
those people never liked me anyway (x2)
i build me up, you break me down
i'm built up, i'll burn down
i'll burn myself down

i don't need your finger, on the hair trigger
i can be my own, fucking grave digger (x2)

i'm the ship wreck, you're the shore
what's anchored there, ain't there anymore
i'm rubber, you're glue, bounces off of me and sticks to you
i'm the ship wreck, you're the shore
what's anchored there, ain't there anymore
i'm rubber, you're glue, bounces off of me and go fuck yourself
Track Name: Fight Like a Girl
sick of feeling sorry for the words that i say
better bite your tongue girl, you'll be labeled that way
she cares, she's crazy, demands, she's bitchy
doesn't matter what we do, we'll get all the blame

(chorus)
i fight like a girl, i bite so it hurts
i fight like a girl, i bite so it burns

i'm not gonna apologize, they won't
i'm not gonna compromise, they don't
i care, i'm crazy, demanding, i'm bitchy
doesn't matter what i do, doesn't matter what i do

(chorus)

pulling back the curtains on misogyny
you don't get a say in my body
if it makes you happy, better free those nips
there's nothing unnatural bout' a nice set of tits

(chorus) x2
Track Name: Wasted
i'm wasted, but don't feel like you can touch me
i'm wasted, doesn't mean that you can fuck me
i'm wasted, but you shouldn't put your hands on me
i'm wasted, but don't feel like you can touch me

i'm tipsy, i'm not looking for affection
i'm tipsy, i'm not looking for attention
stand back! yeah, you should put your hands on me
i'm faded, but i'm not looking for affection

(chorus)
i'm not your baby, i'm not your shit
i'm not your object, i'm not your bitch
i'm not your baby, i'm not your shit
i'm not your object, i'm not your bitch

she's fucked up, she's not looking for opinions
she's fucked up, doesn't want you in her business
she parties, she deserves to take a safe walk home
she's fucked up, she's not looking for opinions

but what was she wearing?
where did she go?
what was she wearing?
when she said no!

(chorus)

what was she wearing? (a short skirt?)
where did she go? (a bad part of town?)
what was she wearing? (a low cut fucking dress?)
when she said no!
Track Name: Dog Hollerin
hey baby, you've got a pretty mouth there
hey maybe, you wanna kiss my downstairs?
hey baby, want your head between my thighs
hey baby, let me buy you a whiskey
hey baby, gonna get you feeling frisky
hey baby, you're so drunk, don't need consent

(chorus)
hey sweet dick! come suck this!
hey sweet dick! choke on this!

hey handsome, does the bear match the carpet?
hey handsome, why you playing hard to get?
hey handsome, don't be such a frigid bitch (suck my clit!)
hey handsome, don't you dare ignore me
hey handsome, or you'll be fucking sorry
hey handsome, what you got underneath that tent?
(it better be a perfect ten!)

(chorus) x2

hey handsome, nice jaw line... too bad i'm going to break it in half with my vagina

hey boy, you wanna netflix and chill? and by that i mean i'll watch netflix and you can go down on me for five hours?

you don't like me? what's the matter? you got a broken fucking dick?!

(chorus) x2
Track Name: Good Intentions
good intention gone to waste, can't look past latest mistakes
thought it was cool, that's not the case
then you slapped me in my fucking face

(chorus)
you couldn't carry yourself
i had to carry you
you can't carry yourself
you're so pitiful, you're so pitiful (x2)

your weakness seeps through your skin, thicker than blood
you're not gonna get to me again
i hit you back, but you hit me first
grace has a short leash and baby you're pulling at mine
us and death, we're close together
used to believe we're two birds of a feather

(chorus)

so try, i see through your shaded mind
so try, i see through your blinding lies
so try, i see through your last goodbyes
so try, dig the hatchet out of my back
i tried to make up for things you lacked
goodbye, your insides are dirty fucking black

(chorus)
Track Name: Slut Game Strong
boys don't like girls who swear
well i don't really fucking care
cross your legs, don't speak too loudly
i'll speak my mind and i'll do it proudly

it's a weird, fucked up world
to have to carry protection
to fend off a man who can't handle rejection
your fragile male ego doesn't mean that i owe you
my smile, my time, or even a thank you

(chorus)
go on and say what you want
i couldn't care less
i'm a proud fucking slut
and i like how i dress
now listen close
i can fuck who i want
my body, my choice
i'm a proud fucking slut

sick of dudebros putting down women
for taking up space, and voicing opinions
the ideal body type is her fucking preference
we won't base our worth on your body oppression
double standards are cute, your dick better be huge
34-28-32? FUCK YOU

(chorus)
go on and say what you want
i couldn't care less
i'm a proud fucking slut
and i like how i dress
now listen close
i can fuck who i want
my body, my choice
i'm a proud fucking slut
go on and say what you want
i don't give a shit
i'm a proud fucking slut
i'm a fierce fucking bitch
now listen close
i can look how i want
my body, my choice
i'm a proud fucking slut
Track Name: Such a Drag
(chorus)
you're a disaster (and i'm a disaster)
but you're going faster (and you're a disaster)
you're a disaster (and i'm a disaster)
and i'm flirting with you

the one who cares most loses, you pulled into the lead
your existential mood swings keep me from gaining speed
i should have put the breaks on months back when you got bored
stopped revving up my engine, when you stopped revving yours

(chours)
you're a disaster (and i'm a disaster)
but you're going faster (and you're a disaster)
you're a disaster (and i'm a disaster)
and i'm flirting with you
i'm a disaster (you're a disaster)
no girl is faster (i'm a disaster)
you're a disaster (and i'm a disaster)
and i'm flirting with you

i can't tell if you were just faking me out
used to tell me everything that you felt
lately your lips are sealed
this is such a drag
i say your bullshit's getting real old
is this a contest now?
you laugh and say everything's a race
this is such a drag

(chorus)
Track Name: Trump Roast
dear don (x4)

we've got blood coming out of our eyes, we've got blood coming out of our wherever (x2)

dear don (x2)

you like pretty playmates on their knees, but not women pumping milk for their babies
you deny rape stats, gender pay gaps
what would you even know with a stack like that?

dear don (x4)

(chorus)
we're not just fetus factories
made to serve a man down on our knees (x2)

dear don (x4)

you wanna ban muslims? well we wanna ban you
your fascist ideas wrapped in red, white, and blue
your kkk clones won't be the ones to choose
enjoy your last gasp cause racism's through

dear don (x4)

(chorus)

dear don (x4)

sincerely, eat a dick and die
Track Name: Hands Up
hands up! don't shoot! (x4)

corruption in the jails, corruption in the streets
this conspiracy, no accountability
don't expect to survive in a military state, with a judicial system that's built on hate
want gun control? start by taking theirs
or you might find yourself in between their cross hairs

(chorus)
no justice! no peace!
blood on your guns, in the gutters of the street
no justice! no peace!
we don't wanna be murdered by pigs
no justice! no peace!
blood on your guns, in the gutters of the street
no justice! no peace!
we don't wanna be raped by pigs

organized crime by the men in blue
they don't abide by the book, but they'll throw it at you
rampant brutality, it's so fucking cowardly
can't get out of jail, can't get out of poverty
innocent lives stolen by the hour
to all our fallen comrades, may you rest in power

(chorus)

too many cops, too little justice
legalized murder, funded by the public
jack booted army for the rich and white
heroes by day, killers by night
say you're here to help, you're just a fucking mob
so lay down your guns and get a real fucking job

(chorus)
Track Name: Goddess Gang Bang
UNCLE LARRY'S SLOPPY SPAGHETTI

(chorus)
we both knew it wasn't cool (so i guess i should thank you)
but i've got no self control (so i guess i should thank you)
so thanks for the favor (so i guess i should thank you)
so thank you
women always take the blame (so i guess i should take it)
and it's always been that way (so i probably should hate you)
but i thought you were different (so i guess i should fuck you)
so fuck you

you had the top shelf, you chose the cheap well
so you can write about the one that's not in your mouth
(one, two, fuck me)

(chorus)
women always take the blame (so i guess i should take it)
and it's always been that way (so i probably should hate you)
but i thought you were different (so i guess i should fuck you)
so fuck you
we both knew it wasn't cool (so i guess i should thank you)
but i've got no self control (so i guess i should thank you)
i've got no self control, i've got no self control

but what would i give? if i could live free of this attachment
i'm caught in your web, gossamer, and you're not coming back for more
convenient lies, can't hide behind your dark glasses

like betting on the slowest horse, you're asking for the loss
your cup will not feel full unless, you focus on the leak
and this is how you plan to fail, by seeking out the worst of all
admit you think your story matters only if it's tragedy