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Hurts me, minds you in the dark
Come outside and play the spark Ragged enzyme horror shows Half smiles of the decomposed I know Fit me into your thimble I'll be your comeback trail All wheels and no control A restless shadow, oh Skeptic having dates and facts Handy with the battle axe Home is not your woman's head Play the spark is what I said I know I know You're gonna fuck up my make-up You're gonna make up my fuck-up They call me Sleep Over Jack Now serving confident product Icepick in the heart rate And you will never be next I know |
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Allow to flee
A mile to be All the while in tribes I played Survived and prayed to be free And send my letters out Delivered sermons through the sea For the girls of wild strawberries So proud to speak Of how I otherwise am weak And now I blind my head Divine the current from the stream A child I'll never know denied Reminded who are we By the girls of wild strawberries I blind my head Divine the current from the stream A child I'll never know denied Reminded who are we By the girls of wild strawberries |
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Be a motorcycle
Be a getaway car Be a house of sparrows I am waiting This is where you are Thinking about the lines that cross the sky Mine for you and I Never have to die I have plans engaging All of these points connecting one My trap is simple I will forgive you For all you've never done Lessons of the crime of sick and tried In a forest crucified You're gonna never have to die |
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In the window of my world I see the sunlight
I see the moonlight Crashing through my world Yeah, in the window of my world I pry a mystery Projecting my misery In the window of my world, in my world A wall once blocked my view and I couldn't move it Got bruises to prove it And maybe I was hurt But I don't make myself to blame, I broke a small light Make everything all right In the window of my world, in my world Give me your number Give not my freedom to release you Seek me in slumber Take me in words that so complete you Touch me in worlds that I might reach you Give me your number Give not my freedom to release you Seek me in slumber Take me in words that so complete you Touch me in worlds that I might reach you In the window of my world, a heart's birth brings meaning Kicking and screaming In the window of my world Yeah, in the window of my world shoulder to shoulder And I'm feeling bolder Crashing through my world, in my world |
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Oh, she's so on top of things
Gone out but so looking within She's got her heart pressed to the ground To extend her knowledge And I'll spend my life with her now She dreams of sleeping now And how she can take me inside And now it's warm and cold All around Be on top of me now Be on top of me now She already is As far from you crying now The longest day dying now So I guess some truth belongs to us In places that tremble and wish And a citizen of there am I She comes to play along Be on top of me now Be on top of me now She already is As far from you crying now The longest day dying now Time is slow without you now I wanna know about you now It's all in me now It's all in me now It's all in me now Citizen of there am I of All me now It's all in me now It's all in me now Citizen of there am I |
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As quickly as the August you arrived
Miles from everywhere and still survived Some of the time quite lost Find your spot The mind that builds the soul must form a face A character and ego out of place Other times a target On your mark Seek not for to rehabilitate Try hard to stop and not stop to concentrate And nothing could be finer, yeah In Asia Minor, yeah The devil in the china, yeah As slowly as the January snow Miles from everywhere and you must know The part that you hate and like Hates to like Be prepared for what's lurking outside I am poised with silver bullets But nothing could be finer, yeah In Asia Minor, yeah The devil in the china, yeah |
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“And just when it appears there's going to be a successful campaign against smut, just when the Supreme Court seems to be ruling against pornography, when it appears the nation is returning to old-fashioned moral standards, suddenly the floodgates are going to swing open and Satan is going to vomit filth out of Hell, and it'll be just as it was in the days of Lot, and will vex the souls of God's most devoted, devout saints.” The archers have grown Bending on back To the new accuracy Shoot for white hearts Ugly supreme Beating their flags with hiss Coming of age To the new day of running The archers have grown Bending on back To the new accuracy Shoot for white hearts Ugly supreme Beating their flags with hiss Coming of age To the new day of running To the new day of running To the new day of running To the new day of running I go free today I go free today I go free today I go free today |
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When you write
About the boys Under friendly fire Dress ‘em up in suits And seek her to kill Freedom of the will Ours and, yes, yours Yesterday, today Onward marching on Come here Leon Don't paint your skin To the color of confection And turn away From every ghost you've been And sure enough I saw your head At the tent sale and fire auction For a taste and a chaser You're a solid gold debaser Can you ever be a boy Again, or have you stopped? Trade lost hours for a dare Burn the water, cook the air? And twenty-one Is the legal age To kill yourself slowly But eighteen Is the legal age to die Would I cast my vote Into the inside shit I'm often wont to crawl That's all Don't leave me now to drag my chains To a rhythm never changing Lost from found and beaten down When you write About the boys Under friendly fire Dress ‘em up in suits And seek her to kill Freedom of the will Ours and, yes, yours Yesterday, today Onward marching on |
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These thoughts replace me when I'm on the floor
I cannot taste the sweetness anymore You bipolarize me with each test Contaminate the faintest breath For speaking well of in the name Of where to watch and who to blame All of us there What should I wear? For human frailty on parade To entertain you may invade A silent party, secret wish At best an unconvincing kiss Expand Explode Wrinkle up Or blow away I took you up to let me down I take the time to track you Through chosen smokescreen silhouettes Who've earned the right to back you This for so long Perfect and wrong You write me out, I reappear To criticize you interfere But I will say what I want to And there is nothing you can do Expand Explode Wrinkle up Or blow away |
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Visit mysterious fields
See them with small courage There you will come to a bird She may scream the word But if that's what you think you heard Then what's what you heard And if that's what you want to hear Then that's what I will tell you Black without warning The storm and the morning star It's look! We are angels on wires From a pregnant sky And if that's where you think you'll go Then that's where you'll go And if what's what you want to feel Then that's what I will sell you And now I've come back Translucent and peeled At Huffman Prairie Flying Field I've come to start up my head Been closed and locked up For far too long For far too long For far too long For far too long |
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