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from L.A. Guns - American Hardcore (1996)
Give
Give me Give me some Give me some more You gave me a friend You saved me again Take Take me Take me some Take me some more You gave me a friend You saved me again Scar Scar me Scar me some Scar me some more Give |
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from L.A. Guns - American Hardcore (1996)
Jesus can you hear me
I know it's been a while But mama says she's getting tired Of waiting for you to come back into style And me I don't mind waiting another day or two But that's not like you, just not like you Hey world, God is coming to save us all But his watch must have stopped Cause he never did show, or even bother to call Jesus can you help us, and you're just a man Sent down here to save us and you're doing all you can Now my fear of god is mighty, but the words I speak are true Jesus where are you, where are you Hey world, God is coming to save us all But his watch must have stopped Cause he never did show, or even bother to call So I'll sit here and wait for you Cause there's really nothing left for me to do I'll wait for you Mama says she's getting tired Of waiting for you to come back into style I know it's been a while And still I sit here by myself and smile There's no easy way, there's nothing to say It gets harder each and every day Each and every day Hey world, God is coming to save us all But his watch must have stopped Cause he never did show, or even bother to call |
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from L.A. Guns - American Hardcore (1996)
Sex, drugs, something's happening
Needles and hugs, stick me, hold me Now you're on your way to a place In outer space, where the stars are bright And your mind will race Hey man, something's going down Death, love, nothing's happening Push, shove, chain reaction Now you're on your way to a place In outer space where the stars are bright And your mind will race Hey man, something's going down around here Don't try, just fly, you can be free, you'll see Hey man Something's going down Nothing's going down Something's going down Nothing's going down Hey man, nothing's going down around here Hey man, growing hazy never too clear Now I'm on my way, now we're on our way Don't try, just fly, you can be free you'll see Hey man Something's going down Nothing's going down Something's going down Nothing's going down Something's going down Nothing's going down Around here |
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from L.A. Guns - American Hardcore (1996)
Welcome to the American dream
Your nightmare realized Things ain't always quite what they seem Your worst fears come to life My eyes are bleeding again Have been and will since I don't know when The pain tells me I'm alive I'm in control and I will survive The pain tells me I'm alive I am alive Welcome to the new devil's church City streets and alleyways Seems to me he's found a new perch In the place where your child plays My hands are bleeding again Have been and will since I don't know when The pain tells me I'm alive I'm in control and I will survive The pain tells me I'm alive I am alive Trapped within these four walls Locked inside your mind Turning reason into treason Confronted and confined Your candle slowly fading Turning light and life to dust For memory and things to be are false Without true trust Your needle isn't sharp enough To puncture through my vein Your false Gods aren't real enough To even scratch my soul You think you're clutching diamonds When all you really have is coal My feet are bleeding again Have been an will since I don't know when The pain tells me I'm alive I'm in control and I will survive The pain tells me I'm alive I am alive |
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from L.A. Guns - American Hardcore (1996)
Kevorkian
Which way is the door I can't find it, can't see it anymore Knuckles bleeding Ground to dust under your feet And if I don't kill you someone else will And if I don't kill you someone else will And if I don't kill you someone else will And if I don't kill you someone else will I'm letting go, no more sadness I'm letting go, no more blame I'm letting go, no more head trips I'm letting go, no more pain This pain's my friend It stuck right by me 'til the very end There is nothing left that you can do to me That I haven't done to myself for an eternity If I don't kill you someone else will If I don't kill you someone else will If I don't kill you someone else will If I don't kill you someone else will I'm letting go, no more sadness I'm letting go, no more blame I'm letting go, no more head trips I'm letting go, no more pain Growing from a single seed You planted all this hurt and need The vines they find the cracks in me And you are there Hurts so bad doesn't seem there's much that I can do Oh my God, make it stop and I'll believe in you If I don't kill you somebody else will If I don't kill you somebody else will If I don't kill you somebody else will If I don't kill you somebody else will I'm letting go, no more sadness I'm letting go, no more blame I'm letting go, no more head trips I'm letting go, no more pain If I don't kill you somebody else will If I don't kill you somebody else will If I don't kill you somebody else will If I don't kill you somebody else will Believe in me |
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from L.A. Guns - American Hardcore (1996)
I can see now that you're darker
Than the rolling hills at night You're standing right before me Yet somehow still you're out of sight And I can't forget the evening You came knocking on my door And the dark gift that you gave me As my life spilled on the floor You whispered one word One word One word One word Mine Eyes that dance like fire Shadows spilling from your hair And you gave your love so freely To my white flesh lying bare And I never drank so deeply As I did my dying day You filled me so completely That you washed my soul away You whispered one word One word One word One word Mine I want to hold you Please let me hold you I've got to touch you Please let me touch you I've got to feel you I need to love you I'm not gonna hurt you Mine You whispered one word Mine |
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from L.A. Guns - American Hardcore (1996)
And I will live up to your worst expectation Protect me, infect me, dissect me, inject me Elect and suspect me again and again Be careful what you say I'm the voice you hear inside It's you that I'll betray Your head when you sleep at night You'll never get away You crucify the one you see But he is you and you are me I am your world and I'll never stop turning I am the flame that's eternally burning Hear me, you'll fear me, you'll love and endear me You'll kill to get near me, again and again Be careful what you say I'm the needle in your vein It's you that I'll betray I keep you safe from all your pain You'll never get away I'm the hand that twists the knife Take your stupid life X marks the spot Be careful what you say I'm the voice you hear inside It's you that I'll betray Your head when you sleep at night You crucify the one you see But he is you and you are me You'll never get away Elect me, suspect me Be careful what you say You'll want to protect me It's you that I'll betray Love and endear me You'll kill to get near me Next |
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from L.A. Guns - American Hardcore (1996)
I said go away
I don't want to play today I kicked my dog today Didn't like him anyway I killed my mom today There is nothing left to say Except for this, I'm pissed I went to jail today Hope that big fat slob ain't gay I killed them all today There is nothing left to say Except for this, I'm pissed And I know that you're feeling it too Something about the way that you look I can see it in your eyes, false hopes fed by lies You're not alone my friend, you'll see it in the end And I'll be waiting for you I took a ride today The threw the switch, I went away Eyes are fried just like eggs Lost control between my legs Doesn't matter anyway There is nothing left to say Except for this, I'm pissed |
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from L.A. Guns - American Hardcore (1996)
Pretty as a picture hanging on the wall
But the wall is cracking and you, you're gonna fall The world is tumbling and your colors bleed Your frame is so tight that you, you gotta get free Feel this, I feel nothing Fear this, I fear nothing Feel this, I feel nothing Fear this, feel me! Pray for me, I'm turned around Something lost, that can't be found Beneath my feet there is no ground Oh my God what is that sound It's the most unnatural act, unnatural act It's the most unnatural act, unnatural act It's the most unnatural act, unnatural act It's the most unnatural act, unnatural act Deader than a doorknob, lying in the ground But your body warms me and you, you can't make a sound Your flesh is frigid and your lips are blue But your words were colder when I used to love you Feel this, I feel nothing Fear this, I fear nothing Feel this, I feel nothing Fear this, fear me! Pray for me, I'm turned around Something lost that can't be found Beneath my feet there is no ground Oh my God what is that sound |
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