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Ok, you had sedatives and cold champagne
They say 'that must be the price of fame' It's not a joke if you can choke on the thought of it You're not my friend to defend if you're loving it So Kurt I heard that you squeezed somebody's hand It doesn't hurt if you think about your fans Kiro TV They've got their visions again like it's oxygen Kiro TV They've got their visions again like it's oxygen Kiro TV They've got their visions again like it's oxygen Kiro TV They've got their visions again want your heroes dead So high, if you think of the fans So high, if you think of the fans Ok, they got your file down at the CIA. They say you're worse than Manson for the USA It's not grief if you can see through the source of it It's only true if you're bruised by the force of it So Kurt I heard that you opened up your eyes They call it work but it don't make it civilised Kiro TV They've got their visions again like it's oxygen Kiro TV They've got their visions again want your heroes dead Ok, time takes your cigarette They say it puts it in your mouth then you'll forget No longer "live 105" can you hear me The life expectancy of any popularity So Kurt I heard that the side-show bet your life It doesn't hurt but the worst go nevermind Kiro TV They've got their visions again like it's oxygen Kiro TV They've got their visions again like it's oxygen Kiro TV They've got their visions again like it's oxygen Kiro TV They've got their visions again want your heroes dead Kiro TV Kiro TV Kiro TV They've got their visions again like it's oxygen Kiro TV They've got their visions again want your heroes dead So high, if you think of the fans So high, if you think of the fans |
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| 2. |
| 4:15 |
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i’m playing games with your sex, with your ’lectric shocks
learn to let myself loose and be the dummy in your snapshots i’m playing games learn to get on with your backward fans stick my body in the sun and help to get rid of the white tan And maybe then you wouldn’t get so sick of me And maybe then you wouldn’t get so sick of me And maybe then you wouldn’t get so sick of me And maybe then you wouldn’t get so sick of me i’m playing games, marking names with the blackest thoughts if you’re building me up to be the target for your cheap shots i’m playing games keep a blind eye on the main chance strip my body of its skin and try to cancel out the white trash And maybe then you wouldn’t get so sick of me And maybe then you wouldn’t get so sick of me And maybe then you wouldn’t get so sick of me And maybe then you wouldn’t get so sick of me i’m playing games if your aim is for the quick fix cos I know what you wanted and i know how you got it i’m playing games if you play i’m in the fast lane learn to jump into the road and learn to save a little lost face And maybe then you wouldn’t get so sick of me And maybe then you wouldn’t get so sick of me And maybe then you wouldn’t get so sick of me And maybe then you wouldn’t get so sick of me |
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| 3. |
| 4:48 |
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(Small town witch come to mess me up yeah)
See black, see bloom Died on an impulse over you Caught like a corpse Crawling round a dream and loving you And she hangs on youth Crushing any feet to fit the shoes Stepping it out with a size 12 mouth And cursing you Small town witch come to mess me up Small town witch come to mess me up Small town witch come to mess me up again She whored and she graced Bitching with the bottle, saving face Blowing it out as the jury's doubt is laid to waste See black, see bloom Choked up on a heartburn, bleeding through How does it feel when the ones that feed are biting you Small town witch come to mess me up Small town witch come to mess me up Small town witch come to mess me up again |
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| 4:00 |
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Don’t look now, we’re branded, we’re the black sheep
Sewn apart and Siamese - The black sheep When the water seems too deep The shadows always wait beneath But laughing loud we brave the role of black sheep If you see me you’ll be crossing the street Or kick me and then leave me to bleed If looks could kill wouldn’t need all the pills but I take what it needs to be easy With the black sheep now With the black sheep now Don’t look now we’re stranded here as black sheep Swallowed whole and out of reach, the black sheep Unsafe enough for now We’re shepherded from higher ground But drowned all out we saved the role of black sheep If you see me you’ll be crossing the street Or kick me and then leave me to bleed If looks could kill wouldn’t need all the pills but I take what it needs to be easy With the black sheep now With the black sheep now If you see me you’ll be crossing the street Or kick me and then leave me to bleed If looks could kill wouldn’t need all the pills but I take what it needs to be easy If you see me you’ll be crossing the street (if you see me you’ll be crossing the street) Or kick me and then leave me to bleed (or kick me and then leave me to bleed) If looks could kill wouldn’t need all the pills but I take what it needs to be easy with the black sheep now With the black sheep now With the black sheep now With the black sheep now With the black sheep now |
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| 5:58 |
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Got answers for everyone, endless excuses
Not habit for anyone, 'cause I'm trying to break your click-track heart Seen a vision of perfect grace, airbrushed and lifeless All contempt and aftertaste, it's like I'm waiting for the scars to heal You're so loretta young silks, fashioning your self escape You're so loretta young silks, trading on your super waif All style before content, using me as bait You're so loretta young silks, swapping your love for hate Soft focus for full appeal, pictured as flawless No context for self esteem, I'd be pushed to give your love on that As far as the eye can see: too much perfection Pure substance for wannabes, keeps you beating to a click-track heart You're so loretta young silks, fashioning your self escape You're so loretta young silks, trading on your super waif All style before content, using me as bait You're so loretta young silks, swapping your love for hate You're so loretta young silks, swapping your love for hate (You're so Loretta young silks,) swapping your love for hate (You're so Loretta young silks,) swapping your love for hate |
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| 5:12 |
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M'aidez, throw aways, some things here have got to stay A string of pearls, the strangest girl is happy when the western world Painless Chinese burns, ties me down with daisy chains Diamonds on her tongue and pleasure cuts and teasing
M'aidez this is my m'aidez, open charms are lost on velvet M'aidez this my m'aidez, m'aidez Dead songs, half way home, still life lived on mobile phones But the girl had wings and precious things under sheets with tangled limbs Wide awake at dawn the sun won't choose to shine on Silence says it all And reaching up and blessing M'aidez this is my m'aidez, open charms are lost on velvet M'aidez this my m'aidez, m'aidez The higher we climb the smaller we seem, mad with possibility No design zig zag girl is happy with the western world Painless Chinese burns, ties me down with daisy chains Diamonds on her tongue and pleasure cuts and teasing M'aidez this is my m'aidez, open charms are lost on velvet M'aidez this my m'aidez, m'aidez ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By IAN PICKERING, CHRIS CORNER, LIAM COVERDALE-HOWE <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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| 5:24 |
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I want to be a kid again
Come down having Sunday best See me staying home bunking school Knowing wrong from right just rules I wish I'd never seen your face Better done wonder phase I need an echo, not your praise Straying from the god you nailed My mother, my mother, my mother never told My mother, my mother, my mother never told me Love is just a bloodsport Love is just a bloodsport 'Cause love is just a bloodsport Love is just a bloodsport Sex and love is not a game A game is something you can win Maybe something kind of fun 'Cause love is just a bloodsport, son My mother, my mother, my mother never told My mother, my mother, my mother never told me Never told me Never told me 'Cause love is just a bloodsport Love is just a bloodsport 'Cause love is just a bloodsport Love is just a bloodsport 'Cause love is just a bloodsport Love is just a bloodsport 'Cause love is just a bloodsport Love is just a bloodsport |
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| 4:44 |
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Drinking enough to knife to death the dumb down
Drinking yourself to death am I in touch now You ask me how to cure your headache, use a gun If you think you're doing something special, it's been done So just think dumb Think harder, sip up, sick up, your life just think dumb Think harder, sip up, sick up, your life just think dumb Think harder, sip up, sick up, your life just think dumb Think harder, sip up, sick up, your life Don't leave out the sure to itch in your opinion The louder they come, the thicker they are so dream on If you think you got style in your limo to a club You may feel like a kick but the coma looks more fun So just think dumb Think harder, sip up, sick up, your life just think dumb Think harder, sip up, sick up, your life just think dumb Think harder, sip up, sick up, your life just think dumb Think harder, sip up, sick up, your life Drinking enough to knife to death the dumb down Drinking myself to death am I in touch now? You ask me how to cure your headache, use a gun If you think you're doing something special, its been done So just think dumb Think harder, sip up, sick up, your life just think dumb Think harder, sip up, sick up, your life just think dumb Think harder, sip up, sick up, your life just think dumb Think harder Think harder Think harder Think dumb Think harder, sip up, sick up, your life Think dumb Think harder, sip up, sick up, your life Think dumb Think harder, sip up, sick up, your life Think dumb Think harder, sip up, sick up, your life |
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| 4:08 |
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Get on the gospel train for my lord has come too soon
So, you had me going too; any day I've the taste just laughed On a week of solar wings, getting off on electro-flesh All the boys and all the girls, making out; we're taking turns The sound was going down, I could see how Jesus wept Get on the gospel train for my lord has come to soon Watching movies, true blue movies Get on the gospel train for my lord has come to soon Watching movies, true blue movies Exposure on a TV screen, Technicolor rainbow kiss Bruises on his solar plexus, baby-faced the biting lips All the boys and all the girls, cutting noise with instant thrills Insects on incest friends, heaven dressed the Judas film Get on the gospel train for my lord has come too soon Watching movies, true blue movies Get on the gospel train for my lord has come too soon Watching movies, true blue movies So, whatever happened to love talk and polite remarks? Mind willing and her body weak, she's a star in a galaxy of real go fast I'm the boy on all the girls Taking off their Bible belts, storm girls on self destruct And I can see how Jesus felt Get on the gospel train for my lord has come too soon Watching movies, true blue movies Get on the gospel train for my lord has come too soon Watching movies, true blue movies Get on the gospel train for my lord has come too soon Watching movies, true blue movies Get on the gospel train for my lord has come too soon Get on the gospel train for my lord has come too soon Get on the gospel train for my lord has come too soon Watching movies, true blue movies |
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| 6:43 |
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So did the sympathy for me start to fade?
When your conscience is down A fix paranoia scars when I need all So did you ever see the north get so grey? Swallows me up, hollows the language in my last lungs So which fucking ape is on you today? That's what my head wakes up and says when I crumble I'm the aim To suffocate and blame You gave less Than you tried to possess All the greed Is nothing that I need If you can't face the grazes I can't face the grazes I cannot contain this I can't fake the traces I can't face the grazes So the fever that I got stole my name It opened me up, twisted my bones Now I'm nothing I knew the second time that I saw your face The city lit up was bleeding its gifts Now I'm sinking Just another lonely box beneath her bed A mark on her back, a bruise in her head Had she fallen, had she fallen That is what she wished she had said Two traces of time were riding the spine Was it worth it? I'm the aim To suffocate and blame You gave less Than you tried to possess All the greed Is nothing that I need If you can't face the grazes I can't face the grazes I cannot contain this I can't fake the traces I can't face the grazes I can't face the grazes I can't face the grazes I can't face the grazes... |
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