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| 1. |
| 4:36 | 
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I got greed, it's got me
I got freeze, it's on me I can't breathe, I can't see I just bleed, I just be I can't see strait, I can't be strait I just want a life for my own I love hate, I just want hate I just want a life for my own You walk away from me You walk away from me My soul leaves, my soul breathes My heart aches, the ground shakes You can't beat it, you can't feed it I can't see strait, I can't be strait I just want a life for my own I love hate, I just want hate I just want a life for my own Yeah, I just want a life of my own Yeah, I just want a life of my own You walk away from me You walk away from me You walk away from me You walk away from me |
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| 2. |
| 3:37 |
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Last seat on the bus
Who you gonna trust Which one do you follow Last seat on the bus Don't make such a fuss This much should make you hollow 'Cause every time you make yourself the reason Is every time you make yourself beaten... yeah Chorus: Yeah, this is an American cliche American, American Get on the bus Yeah, this is an American cliche American, American Get on the bus First seat on the bus Who you gonna trust Which one do you make follow First seat on the bus Don't make such a fuss Which one do you make hollow Now every time you make your friend the reason And every time you make your friend beaten...yeah Chorus You want a way to be the same You want a way to be the same You want a way to be the same...oh no |
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| 3. |
| 5:35 |
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to mooonn6pence from shootingstar
These, Half-truths you're telling me won't, Bring me to my knees. Scraped up and bruised from your, Fickleness I plead, Just let me feel some ease from, Creatures of your greed. Just let me feel some ease for me. I'm not so glad I met you. It makes me want to go away. Until you think its over. I touch. Yeah yeah yeah. Where do we go from here? You know I'm not the only one. Where do we go from here? You know I'm not your only son. Where do we go from here? Stop dreaming about that shiny gun. Where do we go from here? You know I'm not the only one. These, Broken dreams are screams to me, The difference I can't see, The way you look and talk to me. You cross at me I freeze. The combination of lost control, Loss of soul I wheeze. Just give some ease to me. I'm not so glad I met you. It makes me want to go away. Until you think its over. I touch. Yeah yeah yeah. Where do we go from here? You know I'm not the guilty one. Where do we go from here? You know I'm not your only son. Where do we go from here? Stop dreaming about that shiny gun. Where do we go from here? You know I'm not the only one. Set. I touch. Yeah yeah yeah. Where do we go from here? You know I'm not the only one. Where do we go from here? You know I'm not your only son. Where do we go from here? Stop dreaming about that shiny gun. Where do we go from here? You know I'm not the only one Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? Where do we go? Yeah..... |
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| 4. |
| 3:36 |
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What do you think you did here kid?
You're living like some rich kid bitch? The scratch that makes you flinch The scratch that you can't itch What do you think you got done here man? You're putting on a show What do you think you got done here kid? Did you reach your killing goal? Shame, you got everything, you want everything Shame, you need everything, you kill everything Oh Christ, look at them bleed Oh, what makes this sick disease? Oh God, they're on their hands and knees Oh, look at me, I'm about to be free Now when it's all over Listen to this shit man Now when it's all over We won't care, we won't care Shame, you got everything, you want everything Shame, you need everything, you kill everything |
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| 5. |
| 4:47 |
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Hey God told us that we made a very big sin
You don't know where to begin He says turn the other cheek But that seems kind of weak I just want to beat up, beat up the meek He says you'd be a better man If you stick with the plan But I don't think I can Not with that kind of man Chorus: You love to be cruel You love to be cruel I'm not a good tool 'Cause you love to be cruel What now, the cross has been greased But I don't feel the heat Nor the peace in the street Everybody feels the hit So I just bury it in the pit With the best of the sick idological shit Chorus |
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| 6. |
| 5:13 |
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Did you think that I'd disappear?
Did you think that I'd wash away? Did you think that I'd last this long? Did you think that I'd get this strong? Everytime they try to make me change they just wear me down with more chains And it feels like that you with me or against me and it feels like that your promises are all mine and it feels like that to push me is to shove me and it feels like that the only way is the wrong way Did you think that I'd could be your cruch Did you think that life could mean so much Did you think that this could end in birth? Did you think that this was just plain old luck and everytime that try to make me change that just wear me down with more chains And it feels like that you with me or against me and it feels like that your promises are all mine and it feels like that to push me is to shove me and it feels like that the only way is the wrong way everytime they try to make me change they just wear me down with more chains And it feels like that you with me or against me and it feels like that your promises are all mine and it feels like that to push me is to shove me and it feels like that the only way is the wrong way and it feels like that the only way is the wrong way and it feels like that the only way is the wrong way the only way is the wrong way the only way is the wrong way |
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| 7. |
| 4:07 |
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There's a little place I'm going
It's a place that I know well It's a little place that's growing It's a little space like hell Goodbye Mom Goodbye Dad Goodbye brothers and my sisters yeah So, what makes you think I'm coming back This makes me feel so fucking bad What makes you think I'm coming back This makes me feel so fucking bad Yeah, I'm going to hell Yeah, I'm going to hell There's a little fear I'm showing I'm not so tough anymore I feel this sickness and it's growing I'm not so proud anymore Goodbye Mom Goodbye Dad Goodbye brothers and my sisters yeah So, what makes you think I'm coming back This makes me feel so fucking bad What makes you think I'm coming back This makes me feel so fucking bad Yeah, I'm going to hell Yeah, I'm going to hell Yeah, I'm going to hell Yeah, I'm going to hell |
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| 8. |
| 3:23 |
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You got your legal baby You got your legal good You got your legal baby Just like a common whore Chorus: You got your legal baby You got your legal good You got yoru legal baby Just like a common hood 'Cause you don't need to look at me to make yourself the fool 'Cause you don't need to come to me to make yourself the fool So I quit So I quit So I quit Chorus 'Cause you don't need to look at me to make yourself the fool 'Cause you don't need to come to me to make yourself the fool So I quit So I quit So I quit Try to take something from me motherfucker You're gonna fuckin' die you piece of shit |
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| 9. |
| 4:15 |
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There isn't enough hot water to be in
There isn't enough salt lake to lie in There isn't enough sky to fly in So softly There isn't enough breath to breathe in Not for me Oh God damn me Oh God damn me There isn't enough snow to see through Snow's too deep There isn't enough fog to see through Not through me There isn't enough gain to get from Not for me Oh God damn me Oh God damn me Nothing changes Nothing rearranged Nothing changed Nothing but me Oh God damn me Oh God damn me |
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| 10. |
| 4:32 |
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You can never tbe the same to me
And you should never hide you shame from me 'Cause you, yeah you, wilaways be the blame for me That's a perfect, creepy game for me It can never be the same I don't know why It can never be the same I don't know why The truth can break, bruise and lose in you This flu is the thing that makes and breaks what's you You, yeah you, will always be the same to me You, yeah you, will always be the same to me It can never be the same I don't know why It can never be the same I don't know why 'Cause I'm talking to you Yeah, I'm talking to you |
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| 11. |
| 5:50 |
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I like the world today
I like the world today I like the world today I like the world today I like the world today I like it when it's green I like the world today I like the world today Oh what a hell of a price What a hell of a price But sometimes it's mean as hell But sometime, but sometime But sometime it's mean as can be I like the world today I like the world today I like the world today When it's green I like the world today I like the world today Hell of a price to pay It's a hell of a price to pay And sometimes it's mean And sometime it's mean And sometime it's mean as can be Today Today Today Today |
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