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Misery
03:09
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No one likes an honest guy
No one likes an honest guy
Why couldn’t you just lie to me
I’ll just dive in my melancholy
You speak and I drop into quiescence
You represent the essence
of my fragility
Disease, you infect me with your poison and leave me feeling dirty
with misery
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Bed Bathe
01:27
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Tantric torture
I’m a thriller
You should’ve been born scared
I’m coming for your head
Off with it now
mr. so sure
I’m your maker
I gave you that life you love
What would you do without your little bon bon?
heard you like it mellow
i can make it real light
i just met the widow
she closes her head
to the thoughts of destruction
burning like the middle
of my wood fire
we lay out for hours, then
something and something and nothing gets done cause we’re both in the mourning
for mindless devotion to souls that are rotten and better down under oh
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À L'ouest, sur la Côte
02:21
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Mother F
02:25
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you’re an angel
i pray everyday that you’ll be alright
that you’ll make it far
in terms of the standards we live by
forego your rights
and obey this world
that we’ve, that we’ve (be)come so accustomed to, and our forefathers created
oh, bless their dead souls
oh, bless their dead souls
bless their dead souls
You speak then I drop into quiescence
The voice of a deity
I can’t seem to bring reality into the picture
we make it just so that we can’t cut our pockets
or break one more dollar
forget human nature
lets never go back to the hell hole called school
where we never learned nothing and teachers are stupid and fuck
i pray everyday that you’ll be alright
that you’ll make it far
in terms of the standards we live by
let’s just take flight
and say fuck this world
that we’ve, that we’ve (be)come so accustomed to, and our forefathers created
oh, bless their dead souls
oh, bless their dead souls
bless their dead souls
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