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Today I am dirty
I want to be pretty Tomorrow I know I'm just dirt Today I am dirty I want to be pretty Tomorrow I know I'm just dirt We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead they'll know just who we are We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead they'll know just who we are Yesterday I was dirty wanted to be pretty I know now that I'm forever dirt Yesterday I was dirty wanted to be pretty I know now that I'm forever dirt We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead they'll know just who we are We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead they'll know just who we are Some children died the other day we fed machines and then we prayed puked up and down in morbid faith you should have seen the ratings that day Some children died the other day we fed machines and then we prayed puked up and down in morbid faith you should have seen the ratings that day We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead they'll know just who we are We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead they'll know just who we are We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead they'll know just who we are |
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| 5:43 |
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Today, I am dirty
I want to be pretty Tomorrow, I'll know that I'm just dirt Today, I am dirty I want to be pretty Tomorrow, I'll know that I'm just dirt We are the nobodies We wanna be somebodies When we're dead They'll know just who we are We are the nobodies We wanna be somebodies When we're dead, they'll know just who we are Yesterday, I was dirty Wanted to be pretty I know, now, that I'm forever dirt Yesterday I was dirty Wanted to be pretty I know, now, that I'm forever dirt We are the nobodies We wanna be somebodies When we're dead, they'll know just who we are We are the nobodies We wanna be somebodies When we're dead, they'll know just who we are Some children died the other day We fed machines and, then, we prayed Puked up and down in morbid faith You should have seen the ratings that day Some children died the other day We fed machines and, then, we prayed Puked up and down in morbid faith You should have seen the ratings that day Na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na We are the nobodies (Na, na, na, na, na) Wanna be somebodies (Na, na, na, na, na) When we're dead (Na, na, na, na, na) They'll know just who we are (Na, na, na, na, na) We are the nobodies (Na, na, na, na, na) Wanna be somebodies (Na, na, na, na, na) When we're dead, they'll know just who we are We are the nobodies Wanna be somebodies When we're dead, they'll know just who we are |
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| 3. |
| 4:43 |
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Today I am dirty
I want to be pretty Tomorrow I know I'm just dirt Today I am dirty I want to be pretty Tomorrow I know I'm just dirt We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead they'll know just who we are We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead they'll know just who we are Yesterday I was dirty wanted to be pretty I know now that I'm forever dirt Yesterday I was dirty wanted to be pretty I know now that I'm forever dirt We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead they'll know just who we are We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead they'll know just who we are Some children died the other day we fed machines and then we prayed puked up and down in morbid faith you should have seen the ratings that day Some children died the other day we fed machines and then we prayed puked up and down in morbid faith you should have seen the ratings that day We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead they'll know just who we are We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead they'll know just who we are We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead they'll know just who we are |
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| 5:54 |
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Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers Someone who cares Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who's there Feeling unknown And you're all alone Flesh and bone By the telephone Lift up the receiver I'll make you a believer Take second best Put me to the test Things on your chest You need to confess I will deliver You know I'm a forgiver Reach out and touch faith Reach out and touch faith Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who cares Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who's there Reach out and touch faith Feeling unknown And you're all alone Flesh and bone By the telephone Lift up the receiver I'll make you a believer I will deliver You know I'm a forgiver Reach out and touch faith Reach out and touch faith Reach out and touch faith Reach out and touch faith Reach out and touch faith Reach out and touch faith |
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| 4:39 | 
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| 4:27 |
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| 4:32 |
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| 6:14 |
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| 3:53 |
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| 10. |
| 4:10 |
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She's made of hair and bone and little teeth And things I cannot speak She comes on like a crippled plaything Spine is just a string I wrapped our love in all this foil Silver-tight like spider legs I never wanted it to ever spoil But flies will always lay their eggs Take your hatred out on me Make your victim my head You never ever believed in me I am you tourniquet Prosthetic synthesis with butterfly Sealed up with virgin stitch If it hurts just tell me Preserve the innocent I never wanted it to end like this But flies will lay their eggs Take your hatred out on me Make your victim my head You never ever believed in me |
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