1. |
Cut
02:54
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I've been ripping off
my chest the cut
of that night I've let you down
To refill the scar
I've got myself
a brand new fixed heart
Looking up to stars
that once again
has burned and let me down
Welcomed any sign
could rescue us
from this inferno
Alright
I feel alright
Pretty numb and jaded
Giving up to try
Look around and face it
We're on the wrong side
Still recoverin' from
the deadweight of
that night I've cracked your crown
To refill the scar
you've got yourself
when you were
face to ground
into the (ground)
Pretty numb and jaded
Giving up to try
Look around and face it
We're on the wrong side
She just don't feel sadist
Killing brain-dead flies
God has never been paid
But you can always lie
Pretty numb and jaded
Giving up to try
Look around and face it
We're on the wrong side
Wannabees sedated
Empty ghosts in line
Like a photo faded
See what's real has died
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2. |
Heads On Sticks
02:50
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For every kiss one kill is needed
“do you got pills for soul diseases? “
The wetter the better she thought
It’s been too many nights so far
than she'll say:
"I'll set the earth afire
while everyone is asleep
Everyone will agree with me
I'm gonna make it higher
for everybody to see
Every burden will be released"
She'll make you fall like no one ever did
She'll come around and drink your champagne
To stitch her eyes will work
It's been too many nights of cold
then I'll say...
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3. |
Sex Is Death
03:18
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In her eyes
it's a fire
With her mouth
she drains my curse
With our time
driving further
In my smile
she feels home
You are the sun for me
So come where I can feel
your fire that heals
It's so radical
when it comes to her
It gets real because
you can fill me up
Like the motion that she does
Work to die
so much safer
You should try
facing boredom
Use your nails
like a razor
Taste her at night
She's all over
You are the sun for me
so come, your heart that heals
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4. |
Miss The Future
03:36
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He was a ghost
So much to tell
Got back in town
No one could hear
“Can I dance the first
over your tongue?”
“There’s no room for two
just bitter taste”
…and if you're trying then it will last
and if you're tired then take some rest
Heaven gets cursed
Why would you care?!
You feel better now
but you look like hell
Carryin' a crystal cross
but I won’t let it go
It’s getting too close
Close
The more you consume
the more you complain
Lose everything
there’s so much to gain
Never the same
Never the same
Twisted ideas
to sharp’n your brain
…and if you're tired then it will last
and if you're trying then fuck the rest
Too many words
to waste away
Like girls with guns
with nothin’ to say
Breakin’ a crystal cross
but I won’t let it go
It’s fallin’ real close
Close
Buryin' a crystal cross
and I will let it go
avoidin’ ll make things worse
Worse
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5. |
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Collect your vows and leave
so secretly so sacred
Imagine such a relief
as you will be a bit blacker
Two words two words
to force you out
out
Then wash her off your skin
Don't feel much better
You've dried me up
you've got to try
'Till dusk will come
your breath gets tight
The moon gets red as the blood
I've got on you
Pick up a broken piece
to put it back together
It's not like 't used to be
it's emptiness not hatred
Too long too long
to clear this out
Still it's a fine relief
I'm sure it won't last
You've dried me up
you've got to try
'Till dusk will come
your breath gets tight
The moon gets red as the blood
I've got on you
When you feel insane
Forgive. Forget. Forlorn no more
You've dried me up
you've got to try
You don't say much
but it's just fine
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