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| 1. |
| 4:34 | 
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you can get me wasted
You're the one I cut and pasted And you might've once existed And my memories are twisted Yeah you robbed me like a strip-mine Dead and buried for a long time In an episode you casted In the part where jesus fasted You ring up my line I'm expanding my mind I see two-thousand-five When we fell who survived You can get me slack-jawed You were sipping through the last straw Barely moving to the last waltz To a symphony of my faults Wrapped around me like a smoke ring Had me set up like a coke sting I'm still doing five-to-seven Wishing liars got to heaven You ring up my line I'm expanding my mind I see two-thousand-five I can't tell who's alive |
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| 2. |
| 3:03 |
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I was hellbent to burn up the world
With a beautiful girl I created Then my god said, "take a powerful pill like a fool on the hill" and I waited Everybody wants to hang around Everybody wants to bring me down This simple prayer I say without a sound Get me off the ground Uh-huh Man I lost it I was losing my mind I was dying to find a salvation But I'm changing I am making her mine and I'm trying to be a sensation Everybody wants to hang around Everybody wants to bring me down This simple prayer I say without a sound Get me off the ground Uh-huh Yeah |
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| 3. |
| 3:13 |
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sold you my therapy
You can suss it out Bought a new enemy She can smoke this doubt Every disgrace already made Every word tasting bitter and betrayed Looking for lies Sympathy fuck Useless heart didn't want to change my luck What about today Sold you an alibi Place me at the scene I live a sorry lie It burns like gasoline |
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| 4. |
| 3:40 |
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In a car crash
In a bedfire Do the backlash Do the vampire In the same place With a straight face Twist the knife out Do the hip-shake Dead on the inside Dead on the inside We don't wanna know Dead on the inside We don't want to know a secret We don't think it bears repeating We don't want to know what's really going on In a car chase On a tripwire Do the headcase Do the vampire Dead on the inside Dead on the inside We don't wanna know Dead on the inside We don't want to know a secret We don't think it bears repeating We don' want to know what's really going on |
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| 5. |
| 4:22 |
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You're the next local superstar
Take a bow if you get this far Nothin's real baby, make a move Some expected groove Prove it to the world Now drink and be real This is the last time Hard to conceal The flavor of strychnine Whenever you steal You make it the right line You're the next disappointing boom Burning out in the same black room Nothin's real if you read the news If you bled the blues Prove it to the world Now drink and be real This is the last time Hard to conceal The flavor of strychnine Whenever you steal You make it the right line Rollin' with some friends of mine Her love is an amphetamine Rollin' with some friends of mine Yeah, her love is an amphetamine Rollin' with some friends of mine Oh yeah, her love is an amphetamine Rollin' with some friends of mine Yeah, her love is an amphetamine Rollin' with some friends of mine Her love is an amphetamine Rollin' with some friends of mine Yeah, her love is an amphetamine |
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| 6. |
| 4:55 |
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I couldn't help turning on
But I never tuned in Now I want to drop out You'll swallow any little pill Taking everything in Sucking every nerve out And your alternative station Is such a bankrupt vibration Counting on the confusion Of an alternative nation All the terminal patients Demand a strong medication Getting on with the big show We celebrate what you don't know Jumping out of the window Jumping out of the window Jumping out of the window I know the name of the game Any rock |
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| 7. |
| 2:44 |
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you can get me wasted
You're the one I cut and pasted And you might've once existed And my memories are twisted Yeah you robbed me like a strip-mine Dead and buried for a long time In an episode you casted In the part where Jesus fasted You ring up my line I'm expanding my mind I see two-thousand-five When we fell who survived You can get me slack-jawed You were sipping through the last straw Barely moving to the last waltz To a symphony of my faults Wrapped around me like a smoke ring Had me set up like a coke sting I'm still doing five-to-seven Wishing liars got to heaven You ring up my line I'm expanding my mind I see two-thousand-five I can't tell who's alive |
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| 3:25 |
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You're the next local superstar Take a bow if you get this far Nothing's real baby make a move Some expected groove Prove it to the world Now drink and be real This is the last time Hard to conceal the flavor of strychnine Whenever you steal you make it the right line You're the next disappointing boom Burning out in the same black room Nothing's real if you read the news If you bled the blues Prove it to the world Now drink and be real This is the last time Hard to conceal the flavor of strychnine Whenever you steal you make it the right line Rolling with some friends of mine Her love is an amphetamine |
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| 9. |
| 5:12 |
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Sweet darjeeling dream
Of sugarcubes and cream In a bridal gown Inhaling nicotine Doesn't everybody know She's quite a little queen Everywhere I seem to go I find the masses trampling a dream When my fever broke In vapour-trailing smoke In a bridal veil She is a holy grail Doesn't everybody know She's quite a little queen Everywhere I seem to go I find the masses trampling a dream |
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| 2:50 |
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I don't even wonder if they're gonna put me under
cuz you're here now, and I'm on fire got no recollection of his holy words' infection throwin sparks now, cuz I'm on fire I come down again, take you in again there's nothing to regret now breathe you in like a cigarette now dream everytime you fix me when the fascination hits me and i'm trippin around your head one more resurrection after living that rejection didn't kill me, because I'm dead |
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| 11. |
| 2:50 | 
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| 12. |
| 2:56 |
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You cut my gentle flower down
Pierced her side with a pin for your lapel You plucked the ruby from her crown Now your karma's coming down (x4) I've got a right to reclaim that You're much too dim to explain that Wrong versus right doesn't matter Your simple skull's gonna shatter You're the bastard embalmed in disaster You laid her body out to dry A possession like any other kind Only she read the lyric to your lie Now you're really getting high (x4) You had no clue how to love one You shot her down with a capgun Blanks in your thanks for the memory Crank up the high-school assembly (x4) |
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| 13. |
| 6:16 |
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Unbecome and unborn
Slipping off the uniform Missing from the chain-gang Nothing isn't anything Nothing isn't one place Streets of gold in outer space Let your fragile mind go Forget you are Forget you know Forget the song Forget the show The clear-light drop begins to flow And we don't have to talk about it now Mani padme hum for now Wow Padma siddhi om for now Everything you make here Hide behind the bones you wear Making such a long climb Nothing isn't anytime Nothing isn't one place Gilded throne in outer space Let you fragile mind go Forget you are Forget you know Forget the song Forget the show The clear light drop begins to flow And we don't have to talk about it now Mani padme hum for now Wow Padma siddhi om for now |
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