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Intro
01:00
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Burn, repeat, burn.
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Narcissism Intact
06:28
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Satyr turned martyr
Its dire, we're treading water
Victor will plunder
Defeated will sunder
Beeswax and blister
Conjugated rubber
Needle and pusher
The love will take you under
Maybe I'll spin around
Steal your aspirins
Pull you flowers out the ground
Or maybe I'll spit out
And run run run
Till they come and lock me down
I bruise ugly
I bleed sultry
I walk muddy all across the floor
Its a long way down
Its a long way in the ground
Long way down
Its a long way in the ground
Maybe Ill break new ground
Hang around 'till some one comes
Burns down my town
Or maybe I'll take a fall
Crack my head open
Spill brains all on the wall
I bruise ugly
I bleed sultry
I walk muddy all across the floor
Its a long way down
Its a long way in the ground
Long way down
Its a long way in the ground
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I am growing down
Please don't throw me out
Hey Mom
(Hey Mom)
Hey Mom
(Hey Mom)
Hey Mom I shit the bed
(x2)
I am growing down
Please don't throw me out
Lost is never found
What will I do now?
Hey Mom
(Hey Mom)
Hey Mom
(Hey Mom)
Hey Mom I shit the bed
(x2)
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4. |
Trap House Party
02:46
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Take me to the gate
Take me to the roof top
Take me far away
Where no one knows my name
Where no one knows my name, oh
We're gonna try so hard
It's gonna pay off good
We're gonna do so well
Smoking cigarettes for food
I been at the gate
Up on the rooftop
And you know that you're late
Always making me wait
Wait up
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5. |
Soggy Biscuit
05:25
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He sings like an angel
She moves like a God
He paints pretty pictures
I feel like a fraud
I do
Nothing to do
No where to go
No one to see
Nothing to show
Before this all unravels
Before your chance is gone
Heed those cherished lessons
I'm dancing with the swan
I am
Nothing to do
No where to go
No one to see
Nothing to show
(x2)
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6. |
Interlude
03:07
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7. |
Antithetical Club Song
04:01
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Desolation hits the strip
Bar talk, giving you the run-around
Rusty bangers, blistered fingers
Play your cards real close
You're finished and everybody knows it
And I spin but its droll
Bloody Summer
We lost another one today
Another lover
Moving on the picture screen
And memory takes its toll
Hows your weather? It looks nice
And hows your weather? That sounds nice
Darkest corners
Lingering inside of you
You hatchet hoarder
Death sleeps inside your room
And Gods mum but he knows
~Chorus~
Your friends shove you in a pit
Spilled dreams and broken glasses everywhere
Bloody summer, glutton slumber
You smile but it shows
Crawl back you couldn't have it anyway
And I walk dusty roads
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Euthanasia 7
01:59
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Four leaf clover, bend it over
Spill the blood of the lucky ones
Long life wasted, spent time waiting
For the setting of the sun
Lay me down
And I got fired, lonely, tired
Bored to pieces from the rain
Not so painful in the cradle
Born to love you until I die
Lay me down
La la la la la la
Just another mother fucker
Help me, help me kill me
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9. |
Reform Dance
02:54
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I don't know what this is, I don't know what I'm doing
I don't know who this is
I don't know who I'm screwing over
I am no apprentice, got no scholarly living;
I'm not learning much, I'm not learning much no more
I am a-seething, just feigning for the fighting;
A break from the march
A break from the charge to score
Dead in a dark room, same thing on a full moon
Oh i ain't living much, I ain't living much no more
I am going crazy, or I'm just getting lazy?
A billion for your thoughts,
One penny for your bra to come off
I'll sit still like water
When you feed me to the slaughter
When I am getting lazy
When I am going crazy
When I am going crazy
When I am going crazy
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Primate Grinder
04:49
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When it rains it really pours
Power sets the bar
Close your eyes and bite your tongue
I guess you'll get pretty far
And don't think twice 'cause
If you do you'll lose your mind
Don't stand so proud
It happens all the time
I said "Hey! Hey!"
Hey, which side are you on?
God and money don't get along
He said "Hey kid, I'll break your arm"
Dirty little angels won't do no harm
I said "Hey"
Dirty money, bloody vines
Climbing up the wall
Force of impact, broken spine
I guess that bridge is pretty tall
And don't breathe empty
'Cause you won't last very long
Save your senses
You'll need em' when that ice is gone
I said "Hey! Hey!"
Hey, which side are you on?
God and money don't get along
He said "Hey kid, I'll break your arm"
Dirty little angels won't do no harm
I said "Hey"
And I want to be in a hole
I want to be in a hole
A hole
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Cyclic
08:09
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Oh me, oh my oh, what have we become?
Everything is answered with a gun
And hey boy, where you running to and from?
Everyone knows everything you've done
Hey man, cut him down
Hope he likes it in the ground
He was only 17
Never mind what could have been
And I stare, 'cause I cant bare to look around
Bullet shells and body bags abound
Hands up, lay your body on the ground
And maybe you won't have to hear that sound
Hey man, cut him down
Hope he likes it in the ground
He was only 17
Never mind what could have been
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