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Why do you make me feel so bad?
Why do you bother to act so sad? Well, you created it You created it I believed in it Cease to exist Cease to exist Raise your raise your cup And struggle Struggle You got to struggle Make your toast to all your trouble You got trouble Cease to exist Cease to exist Cease to exist Cease to exist I swear.... Crossroad Crossroads yourself to death And carve the wellworn path a deep gravel red Cease to exist for Christmas less ness Cease to exist Cease to exist Cease to exist on your christmas list |
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I wear the same face as you
and you share my sick point of view But I do hate you Vomit my heart Pull my head apart Vomit my heart Pull my legs apart Mad pilot fly high to the sky just Just to tear off their arms Just to tear off their arms With carousel charm I wear the same face as you and you share my sick point of view but I still hate you Vomit my heart Pull my head apart Vomit my heart Pull my legs apart I wear the same face as you and you share my sick point of view But I still love you My brains a carnival all aflame Cause your not the same Its all rearranged But I do love you Vomit my heart |
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Blind your mind
So tears will melt Numb the place Where pain is Well never No never Well never Take a bow Before you fall See you crawl Never No never Well never Gutter saint Save my life Too much time Yeah this is mine Well I never No never Well I never Take a bow Before you fall See you crawl I see you crawl See you crawl Well I never No never Well I never |
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And why?
Every time the fire is burning I pull away the kindling Pour gasoline on fire On fire* And why? Always got to do that thing Do that thing to me To me And why? Everytime you're smiling You smile from ear to ear Mine is upside down Up up side down Upside down* And why? Always got to do that thing Do that thing to me And why? Everytime you're drowning You're sinking under water I put my hand down to you And pull me right under Right under with you And why? Always got to do that thing Do that thing to me And why? Everytime the sun is shining It shines so bright So bright I cant find sky And why? Always got to do that thing Do that thing to me |
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Why?
Why did you leave me When I was still inside of you You search every sky But all the stars are inside of me Well I said* Why did you leave me When I was still inside of you Who are you fooling You're transparent to me Go inside now Why did you leave me Go inside my darling You're guise has fallen Fry Fucking fry Fucking fry Fucking fry Fucking fry Fucking My blue boyfriend Why Why did you leave me When I was still inside of you Well I said Fry Fucking fry Fucking My blue boyfriend Believe me I'm still inside of you Who are you fooling Well I said Why did you leave me When I was still inside of you Why? |
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She screams sweet hell
In her old white nightie With rips and tears she's too aware See through big black bombs That explode on chickens All the while she thickens From Cracks in the mortar Cracks in the mortal Baby's got ruby jewel lashes That'll whip your spine I see you grew into That stiff gray suit they've sewn for you Scrub you clean Now you forget what you mean Wimpworm completely thick Its you who makes me sick With a great old brick and mortar Cracks in the mortar Cracks in the mortal Cracks in the mortar Babys got ruby jewel lashes That'll whip your spine Every time she blinks Makes me sink into ruby Ruby* Ruby jewel lashes So I put on my best sunday dress And I waltz straight into this mess of mine* Posing as a guest Or something much less Than a crazy old doll in a crazy old dress Cracks in the mortar Cracks in the mortal Cracks in the mortar Babys got ruby jewel lashes That'll whip your spine Well the thin moon sugar It shines like a wind The thin moon sugar it shines like a wind for me |
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Woah, shoot
Oh yeah, why don't you shoot? Yeah, shoot Oh yeah! Indian Billy simple sin scratches across my skin Soft gravel scratches cross my skin It ain't love, baby, that makes this martyr grin Simply sick, where Billy's been Oh my soul, there's a hole Oh, my soul. Sending psychic messages you can't even hear From my dumb mouth to your deaf ear Sugar spit sentiment never even meant We've all dragged our Jesus hair around Oh my soul, there's a hole Oh, my soul dust cake boy, boy, boy Woah he wavers me something God he wavers me something God he fucks real mean Mean She screams out your name cause she sweats to be me Has a crystalline cunt made of mint julep tea You're staring at something you're never gonna see.. Take your small eyes away from me Oh, my soul. There's a hole Oh my soul dust cake boy boy boy Woah Woah he fucks real mean He fucks mean He fucks mean... |
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Take your fucking fork
And shove it down your own throat And stop pretending to try to be That infamous stupid raincoat Well I dare to confess Cause theres an army with me Nine oceans away Don't even bother me Well I can't believe it Things are building from memories they guard And still you're getting in my way Get out of my way Nine oceans away Don't even bother me I can't believe it Gaze awe vision from my incision Starved skinny little man Don't even bother me I can't believe it Gaze awe vision from my incision Starved skinny little Jack Face up Catholic black You're a writer You better write quick Cause your papers on fire |
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