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Opulence

by Nick Krueger

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Rice & Beans 01:33
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Get some genuine Jenny energy She picks herself up Can’t stop getting caught Falling off We can’t stop Using up all the genuine energy We’ll turn it down now (turn it down) Pick your pals up, get on into my bus, buddy We’ll listen to your problems and complain behind your back, buddy (Piece of human garbage) Diaper up, go home, and cum, buddy You’re so disgusting Get some genuine Jenny energy She picks herself up Can’t stop getting caught Falling off We can’t stop Using up all the genuine energy We’ll turn it down now (turn it down) Nervous if I’m not chewing gum, rubber and sugar I stick it back to the tree with a piece of printer paper Pointing some flagellated freak to a concert that is 21+ with a 3-drink guarantee And a ringing that will never leave Skull pierced by the scene you left At 23, like a chronic disease LIKE A CHRONIC DISEASE Get some genuine Jenny energy She picks herself up Can’t stop getting caught Falling off We can’t stop Using up all the genuine energy We’ll turn it down now (turn it down)
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Broke scouring the bargain aisle Stuck slogging through the wrong turnstile Hot off the press, a big fake smile Keeping it cool Wet cardboard on a dumpster fire Living the dream under the billboard The beer and the beach shine on at all hours Saving up to buy more pollution Coddling last year’s resolution Tryna keep up with the grind All the while falling behind Starting to feel asinine Pandering all of the time Over it I’m over it Over it I’m over it Broke scouring the bargain aisle Stuck slogging through the wrong turnstile Hot off the press, a big fake smile Keeping it cool Wet cardboard on a dumpster fire Living the dream up on the soap box Going to parties just for the hors d'oeuvres Advocating for the devil Never get tired of fanning flames higher Tryna keep up with the grind All the while falling behind Starting to feel asinine Pandering all of the time
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Why do we drown In the stuff we’re made of? Why do we sound Ungrateful We’re made of  A mouthful Never whip the wind back Never put the purpose on a price tag Fold the forest into fountains Leave my body as you found it Now I’m ankle deep  In this ruining And my favorite skin Perched and pulsing In the corner Tough as bubble Popping trouble I’m appalling
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Blow out the candles Cyber fiend Its your birthday You can have anything A big ice sculpture A pot of greed  Take your pick You can even have me Happy birthday Demon daddy Invocation  Krabby patty I like your wings And your fancy nightmares  You can have all my blood cells Cuz baby i just don’t care I didn’t get dressed up all formal To see u with with another mortal Pent up energy got me  Seeing upside-down stars in your circle  Let me take a sip from the chalice Knees buckle and my vision going blurry Lets leave this party and go back to the dungeon Don’t got all day boy I’m in a hurry
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Pay Day! 02:32
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Blank stare, Indigestion, Charcoal bags, Diarrhea breath Early glow made of ghoulish ether dust No reflection, better hit the makeup Morning missiles of internal strife sterilize, paralyze BLANK BLANK BLANK BLANK BLANK Stuck horizontal just wishing for another method Scrap the urgency, so offensive   A cloud reaps chatter to a broken brain Purge the stem of malice plastic zombie glares through window panes Attempt to summon twelve piranhas just to chew it out Flowing, racing with doubt Smash reflections in the mouth   Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme No help, can’t levitate, I’m built to crack Steel frame but a glass interior Ace pretender glaring through a surreal mirror Spiraling down to the mud Twisting in circles grime is in my blood Parasites consume my mind, can’t hit replay (Boy, what a Tuesday!)   You know you’re wasting time Maybe I’ll just bide my time, might as well be blind, it’s my dilemma Trees pass me by I’m the boy that can’t go outside ‘Cause I might just miss what counts Down here in the sunken place   You know I know You know I know You know I know You I Know I know you A cloud reaps chatter to a broken brain Purge the stem of malice plastic zombie glares through window panes Attempt to summon twelve piranhas just to chew it out Flowing, racing with doubt Smash reflections in the mouth   Let me see you smile Know it’s been a while I don’t think you earned it, quite a paradox Can’t justify it Nothing more to give? My useless cartilage Manic and crazy a temptress in street clothes   You know you, you want more Craving this presence I need to ignore Give it up, Give it up, Give it up, Give it I reject the static   You know you’re wasting time Maybe I’ll just bide my time, might as well be blind, it’s my dilemma Trees pass me by I’m the boy that can’t go outside
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Opulence 03:50
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released July 31, 2021

Nick Krueger - Production, synthesizers, mixing/mastering
Ben Levin - Vocals
Courtney Swain - Vocals
Jessica "Justice Cow" Kion - Vocals
Faye "Trust Fund Ozu" Fadem - Vocals
Kyle Harris - Vocals

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Nick Krueger Chicago, Illinois

Composer, producer, and multi-instrumentalist. I'm involved in multiple projects spanning a variety of genres.

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