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Paralyzed in sensitivity
I smoked a drink, humor is coming over me I sprung a leak on society Ignorance, it used to follow me Treachery and hypocrisy I figured out my crazy sexuality I'm not the way I used to be Cleanliness has thwacked me off my feet Keep on keepin' on Just walk on through And don't be scared Pollinate another sour seed Politics - it's criminal and greed They're buttered up and full of grease I know your kind, facades don't work with me It's warm inside a crucifix Narrow flow, shame on you you bitch The earth's a mess and feeling cowardly Disrespect, razzberry mockery Keep on keepin' on Just walk on through And don't be scared It's warm inside a crucifix Narrow flow, shame on you you bitch You're still the fool and your perception is bleached My chance has come to purify the weak Keep on keepin' on Just walk on through And don't be scared |
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Destined to be everything
A wilderness of despair I see a true heart in clumsiness So are you fit to be scared? I need to touch, I'm the whore out of luck, and I don't know what to say to you, and I'm selfish with myself Hope passes, hope looks, can you cope, do you suffer, do you suffer, and I'm selfish with myself I'm selfish with myself I'm selfish with myself What comes around goes back round I was rejected today I came from nowhere, smell it in the air? So can you live with yourself? I need to touch, I'm the whore out of luck, and I don't know what to say to you, and I'm selfish with myself Hope passes, hope looks, can you cope, do you suffer, do you suffer, and I'm selfish with myself I'm selfish with myself I'm selfish with myself Lights are out now Shout it loud now Memories they fade I'm selfish with myself |
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| 4:35 |
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Deserve to be I see you in me
Hollow waters with Catfish wings Germs spread straight from sorrow A space in a hole You're selling your soul Illusions you hold, I tell you no joke Germs spread straight from sorrow I'm chewing hate and spitting faith You're oceans are drained and the fish can't mate It's easy come, it's easy go, shouting a whisper Sex in the head So get back to New York City My heavenly home Crime can be so pretty So get back to New York City Would you bleed for me 'Cause I'll bleed for you Princess charming, where's your king? Germs spread straight from sorrow A space in a hole You're selling your soul Illusions you hold, I tell you no joke Germs spread straight from sorrow I'm chewing hate and spitting faith You're oceans are drained and the fish can't mate It's easy come, it's easy go, shouting a whisper Sex in the head So get back to New York City My heavenly home Crime can be so pretty So get back to New York City I'm chewing hate and spitting faith You're oceans are drained and the fish can't mate It's easy come, it's easy go, shouting a whisper So get back to New York City My heavenly home Crime can be so pretty So get back to New York City It's easy come, it's easy go, shouting a whisper |
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Take me away, take me away
I don't want to stay, I don't want to stay I hate what you say, I hate what you say Hopefully I never slip inside a sky that's gray Your holiness bled, your holiness prays Your holiness bled I'm sick in the head in a number of ways I recommend a psychotherapist to clean up your brain If your heart is broken Let your heart be broken Do you know the sunshine I love you more, I do, I want to come home to you It's what my soul has spoken Around my throat, I'm choking Do you know the sunshine? My beautiful dove, my beautiful dove Floating high up above, floating high up above I'm swallowing stars and shitting out love I love you more, I do, I want to come home Pure heart and soul, the treasures I own Where did you go and how have you grown? I'm sick in the head in a number of ways I recommend a psychotherapist to clean up your brain If your heart is broken Let your heart be broken Do you know the sunshine ? I love you more, I do, I want to come home to you It's what my soul has spoken Around my throat, I'm choking Do you know the sunshine? Pure heart and soul, the treasures I own Where did you go and how have you grown? I'm sick in the head in a number of ways I recommend a psychotherapist to clean up your brain If your heart is broken Let your heart be broken Do you know the sunshine I love you more, I do, I want to come home to you It's what my soul has spoken Around my throat, I'm choking Do you know the sunshine? I love you more, I do, I want to come home to you |
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| 3:44 |
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I used to be so serious
I used to be such a fool Rediscover a sweet blend hunger Did I do something wrong? Screaming people enjoying funny Who got their piece of the pie? Romantic love, hot suicidal Cobain was murdered by you Cobain was murdered by you Cobain was murdered by you Cobain was murdered by you Cobain was murdered by you Rainbow deadhead knew nothing Chasing glass, the ground is kicking You get me really sick, really sick Run away and save the earthlings So wound up within you We talked about growin' up with some comfort The crow is eating my eyes Deadhead blew me some pink and some yellow Cobain was murdered by you Cobain was murdered by you Cobain was murdered by you Cobain was murdered by you Cobain was murdered by you Rainbow deadhead knew nothing Whatever kind of sex you're into I was screwing in the zoo Romantic love, hot suicidal Cobain was murdered by you Cobain was murdered by you... Rainbow deadhead knew nothing |
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| 2:52 |
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I feel unworthy
My body feels dirty I spit up your thoughts on my breakfast plate I'm a neurotic Murder inside me I'm a neurotic Murder inside me I'm feeling ragged Torn in my cellar Infection has grown into body art I'm a neurotic Murder inside me I'm a neurotic Murder inside me The coffin hole's your special friend Death is wonder, the restful end Muddy waters up to my neck Wretched weeper needle head Wretched weeper, syringe me with addiction Syringe me, syringe me, syringe me with addiction Syringe me with addiction I'm feeling lonely Without my injection I'll smash all your brains with the Christmas tree I'm a neurotic Murder inside me I'm a neurotic Murder inside me The coffin hole's your special friend Death is wonder, the restful end Muddy waters up to my neck Wretched weeper needle head Wretched weeper, syringe me with addiction Syringe me, syringe me, syringe me with addiction Syringe me with addiction |
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| 5:04 |
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Standing naked in front of me
Won't you sex my soul? Fortified, the joker wins I've tried to make her proud Freeze up broken character Anxiety began to creep Freeze up broken character Catastrophe in me If you dont be b't believe in heaven It won't believe in you Faces of disaster scream Sizzled like frying meat Spiteful charm I also knew But not on nationwide TV Freeze up broken character Anxiety began to creep Freeze up broken character Catastrophe in me If you don't believe in heaven It won't believe in you If you don't believe in heaven It won't believe in you Hopeful heart inside of me Ribbons cover me Break down, my views broke down Catastrophe in me Freeze up broken character Anxiety began to creep Freeze up broken character Catastrophe in me If you don't believe in heaven It won't believe in you If you don't believe in heaven It won't believe in you |
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| 6:30 |
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Touch me rosy gay
Harmonious drifting soul Hindrance is getting old Seasoning everything in front of me Lust may be a mistake Sever me in little parts Oh the guilt it breaks my heart Numbskull you are hemorrhaging Ups and downs infecting me Broken down and flickering Rendering a secret friend Schizophrenia is settling in Extra sensory ways, waves Devious and torn apart Crackling twist right from the start Weightless bliss is tickling Just be or not to be I'm just being |
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| 4:46 |
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Here's a message to the souls that rust and rot
Take a hard long look at whatcha got Let's create a change, yourself, and how you see Darksides once more, I won't attack Lollipop she tastes like butterscotch... Here's a message to the souls that rust and rot Lollipop she tastes like butterscotch Break on through, is it existence that you fear? Another cultural revolution is headed near Let's create a change, yourself, and how you se e I can't be dragging all you people around with me Lollipop she tastes like butterscotch... Here's a message to the souls that rust and rot Lollipop she tastes like butterscotch Frozen solid. Only Zamp could set Zamp free... |
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| 4:40 |
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Do you have to cry?
Were you pulling Christ? Grinding roses, flowers and servants Rubies are fine! These mutants are mine! Upsy daisy, the program this evening Your life is a crime Frogman I'm dying Arrogant hard-on borrow your own goat Your life is a crime I'm a quitter I'm a cheater I'll do the murders If you be the witness You're quitting again I'm hurting my friends I'm puzzled and senseless, reckless and peachy At zero degrees I was soft in a dream Burn, I will get you, I'm sick of the doubtful I'm joking blood jokes I'm slime from a snail Laughter and stabbing, but not to mention I'm joking blood jokes I'm a quitter I'm a cheater I'll do the murders If you be the witness Memory sweet It feels awkward to be Drowning and digging, bloody and sneaking This may be too much I think I slaughtered my touch Upsy daisy, Christ you be the angel This may be too much I'm a quitter I'm a cheater I'll do the murders If you be the witness |
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Laughing with your heroin chic
She's gonna do it again It's the turn of the century and anything goes I'm after heroin chic That junkie shit made my poor family sick Rest assured on in the art world, my past life grew old The brink of madness, life is love My head is down, somebody pick it up Saturday morning, and my tear drops fell Brandy Duval I died last year of a heroin overdose In memory to my sweet mom, she was strawberry blonde It's the turn of the century, and anything goes Sometimes light behaves like a monkey Sometimes light behaves like a torch Fashion faith is entirely striking, ode to Kate Moss The brink of madness, life is love My head is down, somebody pick it up Saturday morning, and my tear drops fell Brandy Duval My fairy tale junkie, you make me wanna cry My fairy tale freak, I think I'm gonna die We're like two cats in heat, my fairy tale junkie Can I nurse on your feet? It helps me just fine |
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