broken
pinion wish last
help me i am in hell
happiness in slavery gave up physical
suck
instrumental
written, performed, and produced by trent reznor
this is the first day of my last days i built it up now i take it apart climbed up real high now fall down real far no need for me to stay the last thing left, i just threw it away i put my faith in god and my trust in you now there's nothing more fucked up i could do wish there was something real, wish there was something true wish there was something real in this world full of you i'm the one without a soul i'm the one with this big fucking hole no new tale to tell twenty-six years on my way to hell gotta listen to your big time, hard line, bad luck fist fuck well, don't think you're having all the fun you know me, i hate everyone wish there was something real, wish there was something true wish there was something real in this world full of you i want to, but i can't turn back i want to, but i can't turn back i want to, but i can't turn back i want to, but i can't turn back i want to, but i can't turn back i want to, but i can't turn back i want to, but i can't turn back i want to, but i can't turn back rrrrrrrrrraadat!! wish there was something real, wish there was something true wish there was something real in this world full of you wish there was something real, wish there was something true wish there was something real in this world full of you this world full of you this world full of you this world full...
written and performed by trent reznor produced by flood and trent reznor extra real drums: martin atkins
gave up trying to figure it out and my head got lost along the way worn out from giving it up and my soul i pissed it all away still stings these shattered nerves pigs we get what pigs deserve i'm going all the way down i'm leaving today come, come, come on, you gotta fill me up come, come, gotta let me inside of you come, come, come on, you gotta fix me up come, come, gotta let me inside you still feel it all slipping away but it doesn't matter anymore everybody's still slipping away but it doesn't matter anymore look through these blackened eyes you'll see ten thousand lies my lips may promise but my heart is a whore come, come, come on, you gotta fix me up come, come, gotta let me inside of you come, come, gotta fill me up come, come, gotta let me get through to you this isn't meant to last; this is for right now this isn't meant to last; this is for right now this isn't meant to last; this is for right now this isn't meant to last; this is for right i know it's all getting away and it comes to me as no surprise and i know what's coming to me is never going to arrive fresh blood through tired skin new sweat to drown me in dress up this rotten carcass just to make it look alive come, come on, you've gotta fill me up come, come, gotta let me inside of you come, come, come on, you've gotta fix me up come, come, gotta let me get through to you this isn't meant to last; this is for right now this isn't meant to last; this is for right now this isn't meant to last; this is for right now this isn't meant to last; this is for right now this isn't meant to last; this is for right now (wish i could put the blame on you) this isn't meant to last; this is for right now (wish i could put the blame on you) this isn't meant to last; this is for right now ` (wish i could put the blame on you) this isn't meant to last, this is for right (wish i could put the blame on...) i want you to make me, i want you to take me, i want you to break me then i want you to throw me away i want you to make me, i want you to take me, i want you to break me then i want you to throw me away i want you to make me, i want you to take me, i want you to break me then i want you to throw me away i want you to make me, i want you to take me,i want you to break me then i want you to throw me away
written and performed by trent reznor produced by flood and trent reznor
instrumental
written, performed, and produced by trent reznor
slave screams...he thinks he knows what he wants slave screams...thinks he has something to say slave screams...he hears but doesn't want to listen slave screams...he's being beat into submission don't open your eyes, you won't like what you see the devils of truth steal the souls of the free don't open your eyes, take it from me i've found you can find happiness in slavery happiness in slavery slave screams...he spends his life learning conformity slave screams...he claims he has his own identity slave screams...he's gonna cause the system to fall slave screams...but he's glad to be chained to that wall don't open your eyes, you won't like what you see the blind have been blessed with security don't open your eyes, take it from me i've found you can find happiness in slavery happiness in slavery happiness in slavery happiness in slavery happiness i don't know what i am, i don't where i've been human junk, just words and so much skin stick my hands through the cage of this endless routine just some flesh, caught in this big broken machine happiness in slavery happiness in slavery happiness in slavery (slavery) happiness in slavery (slavery) happiness in slavery (slavery) happiness in slavery (slavery) happiness (slavery) happiness (slavery) happiness (slavery) happiness (slavery) happiness (slavery) happiness (slavery) happiness (slavery) happiness (slavery) happiness (slavery) happiness (slavery) happiness (slavery) happiness (slavery) happiness, it controls you, it controls you happiness, it controls you, it controls you happiness, it controls you, it controls you happiness, it controls you
written, performed, and produced by trent reznor
perfect little dream the kind that hurts the most forgot how it feels well, almost no one to blame always the same open my eyes wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up in flames it took you to make me realize it took you to make me realize it took you to make me realize it took you to make me see the light smashed up my sanity smashed up integrity smashed up what i believed in smashed up what's left of me smashed up my everything smashed up all that was true gonna smash myself to pieces i don't know what else to do covered with hope and vaseline still cannot fix this broken machine watching the hole it used to be mine just watching the burn in my steady systematic decline of the trust i will betray give it to me, i throw it away after everything i've done i hate myself for what i've become it took you to make me realize it took you to make me realize it took you to make me realize it took you to make me see the light smashed up my sanity smashed up integrity smashed up what i believed in smashed up what's left of me smashed up my everything smashed up all that was true gonna smash myself to pieces i don't know what else to do i tried, i gave up i tried, i gave up i tried, i gave up i tried, i gave up i tried, i gave up i tried, i gave up i tried, i gave up i tried and i gave up smashed up my sanity smashed up integrity smashed up what i believed in smashed up what's left of me smashed up my everything smashed up all that was true gonna smash myself to pieces i don't know what else to do (throw it away) smashed up my sanity smashed up integrity (throw it away) smashed up what i believed in smashed up what's left of me (throw it away) smashed up my everything smashed up all that was true (throw it away) gonna smash myself to pieces i don't know what else to do (throw it away) smashed up my sanity smashed up integrity (throw it away) smashed up what i believed in smashed up what's left of me (throw it away) smashed up my everything smashed up all that was true (throw it away) gonna smash myself to pieces i don't know what else to do (throw it away) smashed up my everything smashed up all that was true (throw it away) gonna smash myself to pieces i don't know what else to do (throw it away) throw it away throw it away
written and performed by trent reznor produced by flood and trent reznor extra real drums: chris vrenna
(eat your heart out, steve) i wanna date you, maybe i wanna take you out i wanna wine and dine you oh, i wanna twist and twist and shout i want you hot in my arms so soft on my bed you get the key to my heart oh, when you wear that sweet dress but you're too physical, physical to me you're just too physical, physical, no, to me i want your rough house baby i want this right in your ear you let me feel your danger i let you make this feeling clear here i want the touch of your charms the heat of your breath i wanna say all those things that would be better unsaid....no but you're too physical, physical to me you're just too physical oh, you're too physical for me you're too physical to me you're really just too, just too, just too, really fuck, no (rrrrrrr, god damn it) you're just too physical you're just too physical too fucking physical no, no, no, no, no, no oh, you're too physical too physical you're too...
originally written and recorded by adam and the ants (adam ant)
performed and produced by trent reznor
there is no god up in the sky tonight no sign of heaven anywhere in sight all that was true is left behind once i could see, now i am blind don't want the dreams you try to sell this disease i give to myself how does it feel? how does it feel? she makes it sweeter than the sun i get to tight, i come undone i bow my head to confess the temple walls are made of flesh runs up my arms 'til i'm on track itches my skin right off my back i'll heal your wounds, i'll set you free i'm jesus christ on ecstasy how does it feel? how does it feel? i am so dirty on the inside i am so dirty on the inside i am so dirty on the inside i am so dirty on the inside no how does it feel? how does it feel? suck, (suck), suck, (suck), suck, (suck), suck, (suck), s...oh a thousand lips, a thousand tongues a thousand throats, a thousand lungs a thousand ways to make it true i want to do terrible things to you
written by trent reznor/pigface performed and produced by trent reznor