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04.05.2010 |
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7. | Highway Slipper Jam |
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9. | Meet Me in the Basement |
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1. | New Instructions |
2. | Sudden Foot Loss |
3. | Shabba Lights |
4. | Song for Dee |
5. | Eling's Haus |
6. | Professor Sambo |
7. | Never Felt Alive |
8. | Paperweight Room |
9. | Turbo Mouse |
10. | Far Out |
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We got a minefield of crippled affection
All for the borrowed mirror connection
That's why I'm leaving this spoken detention
I'm a romance addict so that I can confess that
I get world sick every time I take a stand
Well, I get world sick, my love is for my man
We got a lady who's wanting to dance
Men with the maybe looking for endings
And I get world sick every time I take a stand
Yeah, I get world sick, my love is for my man
I'm sick of the self-love, losing the "bless me"
The exit the roof of the rule of what we'll be
And all the destroyers that never wore dresses
They live for the older, well I'll confess this
I get world sick every time I take a stand
Yeah, I get world sick, my love is for my man
I get world sick every time I take a stand
Yeah, I get world sick, my love is for my man
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All the dirty fingers picking up finds
Bruised with a motherless childish mind
To be kind in the line of design
without a proper subject
Got all apologies
Signed up to steal
Prednisone body
Topic of ill for the chill and the thrill of the kill
I see my woman calling
Cause I licked a little skin
Like a fear in my bed
Spilt all the toxic cream of my dead
To be bled or fed in the spread
Of equal wrong talking
Spoon me like a stereotype
Rigging the race
Believing in a feather
Particular face
With the grace for the trace to embrace
The frontal feel falling
I think I'm ready to go
I think I'm ready to fight for the seed of my life
Yeah I'm ready to go
Yeah I'm ready to fight for the seed of my life
If the caterpillar cat turns free to a whore
The idea that there's a seventeenth floor to explore
Like hardcore for the more
And never seem to free it
Cause I gave a little long
Yeah I gave it a shot
Bought me some land
And a beautiful plot
With a hot who was not to be got
By easy thinking thumbing
Bottled up can
Will eat through your life
Down with the deed of killing a wife
With a knife who thinks twice to the wise
I think my woman's calling
Yeah I'm ready to go
Yeah I'm ready to fight
For the seed of my life
I think I'm ready to go
I think I'm ready to fight
For the seed of my life
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texico bitches, there you be goin' again
texico bitches, i think you found a friend
texico bitches, the air you breathe is real
texico bitches, why do you like to steal
i wanna be (fair/fed?)
like a wanna-be (fad/fag?)
texico bitches this town is going down
(sparkle like an oil drum?)
texico bitches i hope you stick around
(im meltin like a snocone)
texico bitches the gun's(?) beneath the youth
(topple like a volvo???)
texico bitches this story needs some truth (truth)
i wanna be (fair/fed?)
like a wanna-be (fad/fag?)
i wanna be (fair/fed?)
like a wanna-be (fad/fag?)
texico bitches the morning's comin in(?)
texico bitches i think we're bound to win
texico bitches my weapon is my truce
(tired of my old ___)
texico bitches i do not like to lose
(topple like a volvo???)
i wanna be (fair/fed?)
like a wanna-be (fad/fag?)
i wanna be (fair/fed?)
like a wanna-be (fad/fag?)
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Well, if you think about it
Then you're a fool, yeah
It's just a size and the mind that won't give you up
And if I think about it
Well am I cool yet?
Cause it's the word of the knife that won't cut you up
And if we think about it
Well, is it true yet?
Cause there's no line that reminds whether we are enough
So let's think about it
Well, are we through yet?
It's just the crime at the time of a masculine hug
Cause we're forced to love
Yeah, we're forced to love
All the time
Forced to love
When we speak about it...(Made the right, always on mine[?])
And if I speak about it...(Erase the lies, love is frozen)
So if you think about it
What would you do?
You're just the man with the plan saying we are not lost
So let's think about it
Are we through yet?
It's just the time to decide if we can move up, up, up, up!
Cause we're forced to love
Yeah, we're forced to love
All the time
Forced to love
Yeah, we're forced to love
Yeah, we're forced to love
Cause we're forced to love
Yeah, we're forced to love
All the time
Forced to love
Well, if you think about it
Then you're a fool, yeah
Cause you decide to believe in what we made up
And if I think about it
Am I cool yet?
Cause there's no lie like that lie that made us give up
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Call of forgiveness
I'm like the beat of the hurt
I'm not the only one
You tried to save when you fell out
Call of forgiveness
I'm like the clean in the dirt
I'm not the only one
You tried to crave when you fell out
Try, Wait
You made your life on everything
Hard, Made
You made your life on everything
Try, Wait
You made your life on everything
Long, Fade
You made your life on everything
Call of forgiveness
I'm like the heal of the hurt
I'm like the only one
You tried to save when you fell out
Call of forgiveness
I'm like the queen of the dirt
I'm like the only one
Who tried to stay when you fell out
It's like the common law
Was wall to wall
And almost faded
I've seen the gone to small
The lost of law
The almost made it
It seems like mine to shine
You'll always find the lonely ray
It's like the wall to fall
The fall of all
The laws are graded
I've seen the lies that call
The pictures tall
The lines are made in
It's like the fight to crawl
My darling all you've lived your age
I know it's all to all
all to all
ultimatum
It's like the all to all
all to all
ultimatum
It's like the all to all
the all to all
the ultimatum
I know it's all to all
all to all
ultimatum
Just like the all to all
all to all
ultimatum
It's like the all to all
the all to all
the ultimatum
You made your life on everything
You made your life on everything
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Art house director,
Art house director,
We've lost magic flavor (?) 'till tomorrow night.
Art house director,
Art house director,
Make the waters part into an empty heart.
Is life a joke?
Every step of the way.
Is there something coax (?)
The truth of the day
Defeat deflector,
Defeat deflector,
Rushes will not lie, I swear this is your God (?).
And the starlet is a harlot,
She does not leave the trailer,
She thinks that ????,
Or someone ?? for later (?)
Is this life a joke?
Every step of the way.
Is there something to coax (?)
The truth of the day.
Is life a joke?
Ever step of the way.
Is there someone to coax (?)
The truth of the day.
I never meant for it to be that way,
But since I have your attention,
I'll just give you what you want,
Maybe I'll leave in the the trailer (?)
Canyon connector,
Purest protector,
All the ?? fell through,
We can't escape the gloom.
And the starlet is a harlot,
She will not leave the trailer,
She says that you betrayed her,
With a surfer from the ??
Is ???? like a joke?
Every step of the way.
Is there someone to coax (?)
The truth of the day.
Is ?? like a joke?
Every step of the way.
Is there someone to coax (?)
The truth of the day.
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Ungrateful little motherfuck, boredom tuck, beat you up with bedrooms of ice
I see you've got another one almost done, bet you think that you wished twice
I see you standing over there, underwear, the milk is gonna bring you a fight
Ungrateful little motherfuck, built you up a brand new breakthrough device
Heard about your almost-kin touching skin and leaving bitches out of the book
I thought that all the should've-beens might've hid beneath all that they took
Never said I was the man who held the tan and breathed while we violently shook
Ungrateful little motherfuck, boredom tuck up all that we could
But buildings have another tease, try to please, leaving all the press pulled apart
Oh, I feel you like an evil wind, sucka twin, dying for the "never" of stop
What, you gonna seal this with all that's missed? I think you're pulling my heart
Ungrateful little motherfuck, horror tucked up what you never have thought
If I see you with a cracked up kid who never wins, dying for the little you've got
If I see you with a cracked up kid, double kick down to the floor of the rot
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friend, a friend you used to call
mmmmmm
a friend, a friend you used to call
mmmmmm
when you back me, i was gone
mmmmmm
when you back me, i was gone
off and on is what we want
what we want is off and on
off and on is what we want
what we want is off and on
friend, a friend you used to call
friend, a friend you used
friend, a friend you used
You used to call
I couldn't believe that's where they found us
When you and me, when the wild us
taken alone it isn't harmless
shouldn't we keep it as a promise
all for one and one for all
friend, a friend you used to call
all for one and one for all
everyone you knew
everyone you knew
sentimental, all of you
sentimental, all of you
sentimental
sentimental, all of you
sentimental, all of you
sentimental
(all of you, i love you, etc.)
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I thought you were the sweetest kill
Did I even know?
And all the time we thought we did
Was it just for show?
If they try to pull you out
Would you even go?
I thought you were the sweetest kill
Did you even know?
I held your hand until the light
The scars were on the back
And all the time we were the right
Was it just retract?
And they can try to put you down, wear you out
Get you through the idea of the luck
I thought you were the sweetest kill
Did we even know?
All the time, we get by, trying to figure out our lives
Like a fade out
All the time, we get by, trying to figure our lives
Like a fade out
When we took the level ten
Was it just a twelve?
And when we went to where we've been
Was it just for self?
And they can try to wear you down, put you out
Get you through your will, that won't work
I thought you were the sweetest kill
Could I even know?
All the time, we get by, trying to figure out our lives
Like a fade out
All the time, we get by, trying to figure our lives
Like a fade out
All the time, we get by, trying to figure out our lives
Like a fade out
All the time, we get by, trying to figure our lives
Like a fade out
I break you through this world
I break you through this world
Let me break you through this world
Can I break you through this world?
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When I'm right I'm always wrong beneath the wise
Rolling through the way
(Further my luck tries to be the same )
When I'm wrong I'm almost right to breathe the miles
Coming through the haze
(Still like I thought)
I don't speak the tongues of finds within a life
Dying for a save
(Stop on gets on my)
I got buried with my try from the start
Romance to the grave
(Star)
And in your house you built to fail through all the eyes
Wanting what to say
(Followed by, keep on)
This might be the last of lied inside your lock
Only you can break
(For all these times, never mind )
Cause when your right you're never wrong to reach the high Low for you to wait
(Fall on days)
I don't lived for all that died
I just want to feel it again
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11:06 AM
The newspaper ride is hanging like a thread
You're looking for your sailor boy
The music uncertainly, disconcertingly
You're looking for your sailor boy
From what I can tell
There's water in hell
The shuck and jive
The shuck and jive is over
The shuck and jive
The shuck and jive is over
The second time
The second time is over
It's too bad the monkey's on your shoulder
Well the truth be a lion stone cold messiah
It's time to watch the cash roll in
This ain't the kind of man I want to defend
It's the year 2010
From what I can tell
There's water in hell
The shuck and jive
The shuck and jive is over
The shuck and jive
The shuck and jive is over
The second time
The second time got over
It's too bad the monkey's on your shoulder
No one likes to lose
No one likes to lose
There's water in hell
There's water in hell
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(Vagina)
(1-2-3-4)
Me and my hand,
We've been together
Since I was born,
Since I was in the world.
Seen the light go out,
Seen light come in
Me and my hand,
My true best friend
And my love,
My love -
Oh, my hand
I've gotta give it up,
I always love you.
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