This Machine Kills Itself

by The Pizza Thieves

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Recorded 2013 -2014 at Hook Echo Sound by Chris Harris
Produced by Chris Harris and The Pizza Thieves
Mastered by Chris Harris

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released December 11, 2015

Wade Best -Drums, vocals
Robbie Fetter - Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Keyboard
Garrett Holt - Bass, Vocals

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Track Name: This is Yr Mind
This is your mind - “Fuck you.
Now spend some time waiting
For something to work out.
You’re still crazy.”

I’ve got a headache and I’m burned out.
Cracker Jack cause I’m lazy.
Will someone shoot me cause I’m bummed out?
My ears are ringing and my vision’s hazy.

This is your mind - “Fuck you.
No one will love you if you’re insane.
Go ahead and shoot me, if you want to.
That won’t fix all your problems.”

Motherfucker, I’m only human.
Neurotic to the point of exhaustion.
Will someone touch me so I don’t feel so alone?
You can’t have sex if you’re cold as a stone.

This is your mind.

FUCK YOU
Track Name: Prozac Holiday
An amorous juxtaposition
Cerebral cannibalization
Reduce my inhibition
Emotional neutralization

Prozac holiday, drugged up and confused
Slap another label on me and call it new
Elavil and Cipramil, take them in twos
Leave me with a handshake and oh yeah, you might not see so straight

Shut up and drug your soul!
Track Name: Sweetheart
Girl, you are the fight in me.
Your smile is the fight I need.

My shadow is my oldest friend, in the sun it’s always behind me.
And at night, it’s not so bright, so it crawls back inside of me.

My hair is a bush of thorns covering what’s in my head, the black bed of roses that no one can see.

When I need a hand, you’ll lend me yours, and it fits in mine so perfectly.
The loser I am, feels like a man, when you kiss me so sweetly.

Cute as buttons when you’re lying down,
Don’t know what I’d do if you stopped coming around

I’m sorry I’ve wanted to die, to die

Girl, you are the fight in me.
Your smile is the fight I need.

Cute as buttons when you’re lying down,
Don’t know what I’d do if you stopped coming around

Girl, you are the fight in me.
So why’d you let me die?
Track Name: Apathy
You are the problem, you self-centered jerk,
Your eyes they retreat like a coward’s front line.

Nobody’s gonna fix you for fuck’s sake.
Get a grip you ugly half-witted rake.
You’d like to believe that your body’s alive,
But a brain so dead can’t keep a heart’s beat in time.

But I'm sick. Oh, how I’m sick.
I am sick my love

Apathy is to be a stone.

Wishes mean nothing now.
But I wish I could be less lonely somehow.
I wish someone would let me love them.
I wish I was easier to love.

But I’m sick. Oh, how I’m sick, my love.

Apathy is to be a stone.
Sympathy is to be alone.
Empathy please throw me a bone....
Track Name: Far Away
I wanna go far away from here
Don’t take me home, just hold me near

Worn out, worn down, worn thin
Can’t hear above the din
In my head - train wreck, neurotic kid
I’ve changed the tracks, feelin’ flat, never comin’ back.

I’ve been stuck like bones in the ground
Now I’m movin’, I won’t ever come around

I’ll take the first train outta town.

I wanna go far away from here
Don’t take me home, just hold me near

I wanna go far away from here
Don’t take me home, just leave me here
Track Name: Too Cool To Spit
Everyone gets down, but we’re not all out.
Everyone gets dead, but we don’t all live.
Everyone gets misread, but we’re not all hip.
Everyone gets ditched, for a king of shit.

The kit and caboodle
You’d spit, but you’re too cool
To acknowledge when I’m honey
So show me the money.
Eat my foot when I’m hungry
Said some words that I shouldn’t
Wish you would, but you wouldn’t
I wanna die when I’m horny.

I’ve lost my mind again, I’ve turned black.

I’m too bent up, to straighten me out.
I’m out of luck, so hand me the gun.
Gonna get fucked up, so I can have some fun.
But I can’t get a grip on the trigger.

The kit and caboodle
You’d spit, but you’re too cool
To acknowledge when I’m honey
So show me the money.
Eat my foot when I’m hungry
Said some words that I shouldn’t
Wish you would, but you wouldn’t
I wanna die when I’m horny.


I’ve lost my mind again, I’ve turned black.

Have you felt the drip of black blood drop
Out from your brain to your heart below
Have you been so alone? Have you been so unknown?
Have you felt so alone? So alone?

The kit and caboodle
You’d spit, but you’re too cool
To acknowledge when I’m honey
So show me the money.
Eat my foot when I’m hungry
Said some words that I shouldn’t
Wish you would, but you wouldn’t
I wanna die when I’m horny.
Track Name: All Quiet On The Western Front
All is quiet on the western front.

You ask what happened to the sweet boy that I used to know?

I said I’m sorry, but that ghost died years ago.

All is quiet on the western front.


Hey, this throbbing in my bones is all gone!


All is quiet on the western front

Nothing is changing and the nothing remains unchanged.

If I can’t cry, I’ll die.

Hey, this throbbing in my bones is all gone!

Hey, this venom in my veins is all gone!

Hey, this crawling through my eyes is all gone!

Hey, this scurrying in my skin is all gone!


Hey, this throbbing in my bones is all gone!

Hey, this venom in my veins is all gone!

Hey, this crawling through my eyes is all gone!

Hey, this head that was a man is all gone!
Track Name: Broken Sadsack Skeleton-Boy
I used all of my chances shooting unmatched glances
Shot a wad like a frog eating the fly that prances,
ballerina-toed dances, ‘round the lilies in the pond.

Took a boat through a moat circling Hurst Castle,
Lead me on to my death like the sheep and the cattle
Take my horns, saw them off like they’re ivory curls,
Ebony lies beneath their swirling keratin,
Bones so black they rot like oil in the ground.

I am your broken sadsack skeleton-boy.

Lose my breath at your breasts
Lose myself in the wind.
Lost my likeness in your mirrors,
Lost your love and lost your hand.

Knock me out with your pout, set my eyes on fire.
Set me up, let me down, make me feel like a liar.
I’m a fish out of water, gasping gut-wrenching gills.
Take your shit to the bank and cash out your bills.

So I’m your broken sadsack skeleton-boy,
Got a tumor for a head and a mouth so coy.
Screws are loose, so you wait for the noose,
Like a rat in a maze waiting for the prize.

So, play, play, play with your toy
Wreck him till he’s crooked and cracked
Trail his tears back up their tracks
And open up those hungry eyes -
Have the maggots hatched, is their birth as beautiful as mine?
Track Name: A Few Choice Words
Shoot a few choice words, choose a few choice cuts
Loser two-step and a junkyard jammer
These kids are fucked up, they got green in their guts
They’ve got shit to eat and they forgot their manners.

Why don’t you cut my wrists and piss in it,
Why don’t you kill my will and don’t leave me a lantern.
Using my fists was never an option,
Cause the face was mine and you can’t get out what’s within you.

Berate myself till my face is red,
Got a voice in my head says I’m better off dead.
You gotta pick your battles or end up in the nut house.
But the enemy’s not makin’ it easy.

He’s gonna consume my life, take my happiness hostage.
He’s such a sinister grouch, he falls asleep on the couch.
My thoughts have worn thin and I can’t be in good health
And I can’t win cause he’s my own damn self.

Can’t get her to bed, wish my libido was dead.
Shut my thoughts up and make it past her.
My hearts on the railroad ties waitin’ to get blasted
In my eyes I’m a bow-legged bastard.

Got a bouquet in my heart with no one to love for.
So they wilt in the park where I lost my heart.
After it turned black, it lost it’s luster
I’m a naked mole rat who can’t cut the mustard.

There’s a zoo in my brain and my head is the cage,
But when you’re the last ones let’s see you turn into cannibals.
If golf was a game about a wasting a life,
I’d be famous, hell, I’d win the Masters.

I can’t sleep with out you, I long for happily ever after,
I can’t eat with out you, food tastes like it’s plastic.
Living in my bed, my body’s a disaster.
Haven’t showered in days and I feel so ashamed.

Your kiss is a witch hanging around in my rafters
She only comes down to let out her laughter.
Your eyes are emerald bullets
They shot through my eyes and down to my heart.
Ripped it out and ran like they stole it.

I know you didn’t mean anything, you didn’t hurt me.
But this is what happens when you’re in a hurry,
you could’ve stopped and played but you weren’t sure we’d
Ever get it right, and I’m sorry, we waited too long and I wasted my chances.
Please understand that I don’t blame you,
I wish it was easier for my goddamn heart to forget about things but it’s kind of a dick, too.

Your touch on my skin is like poison ivy
It’s an itch I can’t ditch and it’s killing me softly.
I wish I could do it over and not be crazy
But life’s a bitch and the world is lazy.

The enemy is me and I’m scared up a tree.
Track Name: This House Has Fallen Apart
I am a runaway far away from home.

I’m a runaway, far away from home.

My home is far away cold, dark, and alone.

A hollow home eviscerated to a bloodless, barren shell.

Streaks of paint peel off the walls like tears running down a weathered face.

These cracks that halve these empty halls show the years like crows feet.

And a kiss, a kiss is all you need.

And a kiss, a kiss is all I need

Forgotten all the love that you were shown

Passerby only see your sagging eaves.

The yard where kids once felt free,

Is now filled with rotting leaves.

I’ll cut myself on all my broken windows,

Just, just to bleed.

And one day maybe I’ll see,

Just what I still can be.

All the life has passed me by,

So precious, so sweet, I wonder why

Why have I become so ugly?

What have the years, the years they done to me?

I could have been so many things, to so many people, so many beings.

But this house has fallen apart.

This house has fallen apart.