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Want More
01:47
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dark magic and crows feet
bad habit with six seats
sharp wind taste so sweet
I want more
the villains and allies
old wine and fruit flies
they taste the inside
they want more
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2. |
TV Society
01:29
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talking heads, violence and static sun beams
it's a tv society, what's it all mean?
clouds of smoke and words on a screen
less time to sleep and more time to dream
call on the line
no time to answer
future looks grim, and past is like a cancer
plug in and tune out, more time in the TV society
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3. |
Power Supply
01:34
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4. |
Leopard
01:55
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East Russia , India
ungoverned and untamed
all food has gone scarce
the flesh it's all the same
stay off the streets at night
dark path with no light
this village looks the same
get hit by poison rain
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5. |
gonna break!
00:45
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something doesn't feel so hot
feels like I am gonna break
figure out what's goin on
world is fucked up isn't it
scuzzy mind
got me feeling out of line
all the time
I never wanna think about it
im feeling sick
everything is numb
and I can't feel my arms
wound up tight
tension growing ever softly
I think I might
go insane and take my brain out
the world is dark
eyes are gettin heavy
slept through my alarm
get the fuck outta my way
I got shit to do I don't feel okay
sick of this endless state I'm in
gotta find a way to put an end to it
something doesn't feel so hot
feels like I am gonna break
figure out what's goin on
world is spinning on its head
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6. |
wall
01:14
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im sick
of being stuck in this room
im gonna break out
real fuckin soon
these walls they're closing in
I can't get no ☮ of mind
there's creatures knocking at my door
their fingers covered in grease and mold
im gonna get em away from me
my big plan just wait and see
bustin down the walls
I can't wait to see em fuckin fall
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7. |
samantha
01:40
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im here all alone
why won't my friend return my calls on the phone
she's supposed to pick me up tonight just feels wrong
shoulda listened when she said that this place seems off
think I'll order a pizza and
forget about my fears
everything is fine
eat a little slice
throw it in the bin
play a lil tune
dance around the house
feel a little weird
Megan says im out to lunch
but what does she know
the moon looks so full
the eclipse should be starting
heard a strange noise
wondering what's behind these doors that are closed
feeling like the devil wants to take me oh no
my head hurts, think im gonna
pass out on the floor
what is going on
slowly waking up
everybody's wearing robes
candles everywhere
im on a pentagram
now its pretty clear
who mother really is
caught in this ritual
my hands and feet are bound
mother cuts her skin
and paints her blood on
she's filling up a skull
and pressed it to my lips
I think im gonna drown
its so disgusting
finally breaking free
I stab him in his gut
running down the stairs
I gotta grab his gun
bang the kid's dead
got his mom too
soaked red from head to toe
I see the full moon
dad says hold on
I say fuck you
gun pressed to my dome
I think im gonna do it
demons in my head
im in the graveyard
pulled the trigger now
thank god its finally over...
poor thing
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8. |
seeing stars
01:51
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you got a lot of nerve
actin so absurd
talking that way
ill put you in your grave
one day you'll learn
the price you have to pay
I think ive had enough
im calling out your bluff
you get no respect
you better come correct
you coward, you're over, save your fucking breath
ill call you what you are
ill have you seeing stars
you're hopeless and youre cooked
your voice is draining my whole life
everything you do
is piercing like a knife
now your secret's out
you're weak and there's no doubt
the ground on which you stand
now crumbles by my hand
you get no respect
you better come correct
you coward, you're over, save your fucking breath
ill call you what you are
ill have you seeing stars
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