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Johnny Water Heater
02:06
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On your knees, kiss the streets to gunshot lullabies
Looks the same, knows your name
But that's one too many lies
Seasoned novice, sterile goddess
But tell me, who would let us out?
Sugar cubes, laced in booze for your candy cigarettes
So sell your son and load your gun cause it's the best you'll ever get
Enter tomorrow, a sayonara to the rest of you
But it's ok, I can't complain to the rest of you
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2. |
Wingdings
03:29
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Keep your eyes inside your head
When you chew on what they said
And I'll write you a hello
If goodbyes are all you know
I won't be around today
I'll be floating through the day
Or maybe drowning in the night
I guess I'll let you decide
When you drop your crystal ball
Does it shatter when it falls?
Or will it bounce up off the floor?
Because I don't hate you anymore
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Jungle Jim
01:44
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Here, we burn all the wire towns
To put the liars down
There's a party in the ground
So come, there's plenty of pills to take
Plenty of lonely days
Plenty of lives to fake
Hold your sunkissed black syringe
Crush blue skies with your fist
And linger where you wish
Sing me so long
It's been too long
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4. |
The Absolute Madman!
01:33
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I've got nine dead crosses on my head
I've got ten more waiting on my neck
I've got eight more reasons why I'd rather be dead
And another few ways to say what i said
Drive all night, crawl all day.
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5. |
Line on the Left
03:53
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My dear friend, won't you feel my pain?
Take that cross and carry it today
And don't you stop until you're up that hill
And they'll be there with you and time to kill
Oh my vice, what's your excuse today?
Cause I've been thinking about the plans you've made
All the people staring oft they ought
When they see someone they're not
My dear friend, where are you today?
Did you forget about the plans you've made?
Take that cross and walk up that hill
And they'll be there with no one else to kill
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6. |
Hotbox the Earth
02:45
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Headlights and oil lines tell you where to die
Watchful eyes, watchful eyes
Watchful eyes are lonely eyes
Red lights and passers by tell you where to die
Watchful eyes, watchful eyes
Watchful eyes are lonely eyes
Falling skies, aren't they nice when you never have to mind?
Watchful eyes, watchful eyes
Watchful eyes are lonely eyes
Don't be shy, you can die in another life
Watchful eyes, watchful eyes
Watchful eyes are lonely eyes
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