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Bounce
03:19
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Sounds like you're going crazy man. I think you have lost your mind. Was it Friday afternoon you got your free ride? You had your free ride? I think that you should bounce!
I hear that you're flipping mental, man. Mamma baking baby boy. Bubba, bacon, maybe, man. And that's all my Friend. you've had your free ride. You've had your free ride. Well, I think that you should bounce.
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2. |
How When Why
04:23
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Why do I keep going under
When it's so hawt
This melancholy thunder
Am I gonna sleep or not
Did anybody ask the blue if it wanted to yearn for love
Did anybody ask the green if it wanted to leave
When did a smile became a straight face
Maybe frown said "Smile you're in the wrong place"
When did so many wrongs end up right
Dad said I could go out that night
How?
When?
Why?
Did anybody ask the blue if it wanted to yearn for love
Did anybody ask the green if it wanted to leave
Why do I keep going under when it's so hawt in here?
How can I sleep through this thunder?
Am I gonna sleep or not?
Did anybody ask the blue if it wanted to yearn for love
Did anybody ask the green if it wanted to leave
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3. |
Nowhere to Stand
04:54
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A little place where silence falls cold on your voice
No more whispers
No more shudders
and no screams
But all the breaks dissipates
when your love memory
Comes to haunt me
A little more sombre
A little stone colder
A lot less sober
And the sweetness of your skin
still seasons the lips that you coloured in
And with these sad deep breaths
that caress my lips
I'll wait without restraint
for just one more kiss
Too many flaws and nowhere to stand
Forgive me for trying to build on this shaky land
Now I watch as their building rises
and everyday my stories fall
The demise of my construction
was according to your instruction
I guess that's your way to say
"Go on! Walk this road alone. You don't have a home here!"
Soliloquies dawning on my horizon
As the sunsets on your smile
My heart is forsaken
I swear on my life i'll never ask why again
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4. |
Neurosis
06:46
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Your cautions are my aim
Your boundaries are my conquest
Your fears I evolve in
My convictions are as yours
our country just the same
I swallow the stone
My case is brief
but conjured is my audience
My doctrine you'll approve
All blood runs the same
Not colour, Not sex
Too many digress
Dispise and shame
Dispise and shame
Dispise and shame
My plot congeals
It's driving me inside
I feel like climbing walls
My head is spinning out of this world
I want answers! I can't control!
Conceal are my motives
But there's fire in my belly
I will kill you although i'm inclined
It's a burden just too heavy
HELP ME
HELP ME
HELP ME
Can't you see i'm out of my mind
HELP ME
HELP ME
Please help me?
I can't get out of my mind, won't somebody please Help me?
ACCESS DENIED
I feel it in my thighs
I feel it in me feet
I see it in my dreams
Not only when I sleep
Too many, too much
I can not touch
It's going too far
I need to shower
I can see you coming over now
Oh stay
Cuddle my brain
Two by two
four by four
They're side by side
On the Floor
From two dead stones
Comes a spark
It's hot on my skin and leaves a mark
HELP ME
HELP ME
HELP ME
Can't you see i'm out of my mind
HELP ME
HELP ME
Please help me?
I can't get out of my mind, won't somebody please Help me?
Willows in the wind
Let me?
Willows in the Wind
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5. |
Dogs on Heat [explicit]
06:35
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I wanna see it in your eyes
Wanna hear it through the fog
Living on the line
Couldn't be much further from the truth
The tears I've cried
The will I find
Felicity, lay here with me?
Stoned forever for not accepting you generosity
But don't subside
Your bliss is my ignorance
And I just can't resist your scent.
Rumble in the jungle every other time has bungled
It seemed to fit
I did not want to ask you more
But it got cut throat just settle the score
I don't want to know no more
I can see it in your eyes
I can hear it through the fog
living on the night
Prowling, prey will be multiple
I am K9.
Fertility No need you see
I have 21 days to find the one with no fleas
And i'll say to him
"You are the furminator. K9 Facilitator. Marking your territory. Castration maybe later. You leave a blazing trail. THAT DOG IS A TRAMP."
It seemed to fit
I did not want to ask you more
But it got cut throat just settle the score
I don't want to know no more
I'm a woman you're a man
I don't want to hold your hand
Let's just fuck
Monkey see, monkey do
I wanna sleep with you
I'm here to play the game
Only toil on my A-Frame
Let's just fuck
Just blow your load and go
I'm not gonna be your fool tomorrow
I'm a woman, you're a man
I don't wanna be friends
Let's just fuck
I'm sure as a baby born
I don't want to be your thorn
Let's just fuck
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War
04:24
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I said no more dining out loud
I forgot that loud is for the strong
I Concur that strong is opposition
I declare that I'm a form of opinion
I dream a dream a dreamy dream
I calculate my loses
In my sleep I walk backwards on the plank to salvation
I face your fuck
I fuck face your opinion
Free to appease for heaven sake
I nourish the flourish of my milkshake
My brain, big asranged
Melts away for a change
Black more, no more, more black, no more
Half full cup, double shot
Metronome
Nobody phoned
Nobody's Home
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