Meathead EP

by WON TON DEATH

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Another collection of noisy songs about hating yourself and everyone around you, with a special focus on body issues and invisibility.

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released August 8, 2016

All songs and artwork by Jake Gagne

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Track Name: The Smoothskins (Cast a spell...)
The smoothskins, they don’t understand you
But I, I know what you’ve been through

Stick a gun inside your teeth
Relinquish the hope you cannot keep
Attention is a cloud of pain that you have got to defeat

The sword is sharp like teeth
Like broken rivers
Don’t forget to take the time you need
Love one another

The smoothskins, they don’t understand you
But I, I know what you’ve been through

Feeling better in the dark now

You are the weird one now
I cast a spell on you somehow
I can shift my shape
I can change my face
Don’t say my name, just look away
Turn back and I am gone away

There’s someone else in here with me
I can feel their breath and it’s scary
Please help me now
Track Name: Meathead
Fill me up with meat
I’d rather be a meathead anyway

I made him wear a chastity cage
And watched him squirm for thirteen days
I made him cum in thirteen ways
I made him cum
And then I made him play board games
I’d rather play Stratego anyways
When I cut him free
I know that he will never leave

Fill me up with meat
I’d rather be a meathead anyway

Life’s too short, they say to me
(So I don’t) Take my time with anything
I cum, I leave, I hit the gym
My Ativan is kicking in

Bears are queens, bears in Queens
Albatross, singing along
Queens and kwons, hairy paunch
Dad is gone, debts are gone
Paid ‘em off, in my arms
Speaking soft, cradling dawn
Guzzling cum, what I want
Takes too long, takes too long
Bears are queens, queens and qirls
Life unfurls, barbell curls
I get weak, he gets weak
No one’s strong, singing along
Yeah
Track Name: Acne
Have you every tried to kiss
A handsome boy upon the lips
When your mouth
Is covered in stinging fucking zits?
I don’t want to be seen like this

I don’t know how I will get through
The next few days
This is a fucking bullshit disease
And it’s a joke, it’s a gag
Until you’ve spent ten years feeling bad
And wondering what you’ll look like in the morning

Wondering, canceling, covering

I am twenty-one
And I am at my wits’ end
I cannot pretend
That I have the confidence
To be
Track Name: Psychotherapy
Everybody, everybody
Could use a little bit of psychotherapy
Everybody, everybody I know
Needs psychotherapy

Everyone could use a little psychotherapy
Everyone could use a little self love
You are not everyone
You are the only one
Why can’t we talk about the way you act when the future
I-don’t-know doesn’t give you hope, so we
Repeat everything we ever said, once again,
In exactly the wrong order, which is how you know we’re
Dead inside, ‘cause the truth can set you free, but it takes work I couldn’t hack,
Work I couldn’t hack

Looking back, I never really wanted change.
I wanted drama that would always stay the same and give my
blood the force it needs to course through veins
and cheeks that blush and dicks that cum
despite the fact that you're a stranger
I invent you so I never have to see you
Because sight is out the doorway
Flying up above the street, now out of reach
Just one more sense I never used and didn’t need
Just one more sense I never used and didn’t need

I didn’t need, I didn’t need to see
Everyone but me could use a little bit of fucking psychotherapy

Everybody, everybody
Could use a little bit of psychotherapy
Everybody, everybody I know
Needs psychotherapy

Splitting down the seams
I’ve lost my way again
I want to be young again
I want to be innocent
Track Name: The End (Take me down)
Morning light, morning light
I just hope that everything’s alright
I don’t know what’s gonna happen next
I could cry

I’m telling you, I’m telling you the truth
I swear
I’m telling you, I’m telling you the truth
I don’t care

Take me down
I want to be someone else

When you’re down at the gym
Looking so trim
When will I see you again?
Tell me, is this the end?

The end………..