1. |
Power Walker
03:14
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Let me out this stupid grave
melting in the oven's heat
burning up when she touches me
(somebody better let him out)
been banging on the wooden doors
hoping someone opens up
and buries me in their arms
(somebody better let him out)
OH NO
IT'S SO WARM
TAKE ME HOME
TAKE ME HOME
TAKE ME HOME
TAKE ME HOME
SO TAKE ME OUT
AND DO IT QUICKLY
I NEED SOMEONE
TO COME AND SAVE ME
CUZ I'M DYING HERE
WITHOUT YOU HONEY
SLEEPING NEXT TO ME
SO SOFTLY
DO IT QUICK AND MAKE ME PRETTY
THROW THEM IN OR TAKE IT EASY
WHATEVER WORKS, DON'T MAKE IT MESSY
WHATEVER WORKS, PLEASE JUST KISS ME
HEART ATTACK, WHEN THEY COME AROUND SCREAMING
HEART ATTACKS, WHEN THEY COME AROUND LEAVING
HEART ATTACK, I CAN'T EVER MAKE HER HAPPY
HEART ATTACKS, Yeah SHE NEVER MAKES IT EASY
HEART ATTACKS, SHE CAN'T NEVER EVER LEAVE ME
HEART ATTACK, WHEN SHE DANCING IN MY MEMORY
HEART ATTACKS, YEAH EVERY SINGLE DAY NOW
HEART ATTACK, IF I'M THINKING BOUT OUR FUTURE
HEART ATTACKS, I CAN'T LOSE HER ANYMORE OH
HEART ATTACKS, YEAH I DID IT TO MYSELF NO
HEART ATTACK, IF I DID IT TO MYSELF BUT
HEART ATTACKS, IF I SEE HER ALL ALONE AND
HEART ATTACK, IF SHE'S SMILING BY HERSELF NO
HEART ATTACKS, IF I'M ROTTING IN A TOMB ALL
HEART ATTACK, I START THINKING TOO MUCH ALL
HEART ATTACKS, I START WISHING I WAS GONE ALL
HEART ATTACKS, HEART ATTACKS, HEART ATTACKS!!
SO TAKE ME OUT
AND DO IT QUICKLY
I NEED SOMEONE
TO COME AND SAVE ME
CUZ I'M DYING HERE
WITHOUT YOU HONEY
SLEEPING NEXT TO ME
SO SOFTLY
DO IT QUICK AND MAKE ME PRETTY
THROW THEM IN OR TAKE IT EASY
WHATEVER WORKS, DON'T MAKE IT MESSY
WHATEVER WORKS, PLEASE JUST KISS ME
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2. |
Doll House
03:28
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what shape will I be next
what dress will I be put in tonight
one day my makeup runs
the next it's put back on again
I can't keep switching up
or doing anything at all
I watched you say my name
I heard you close your mouth
BLOOD EAGLE SACRIFICE
SPREAD YOUR WINGS AND START TO FLY
HAVE YOUR DAY AND HAVE YOUR NIGHT
FETUS DAYDREAMS EVERY TIME
WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME
I've been greening out
every second now
I can't hear my voice
among everyone
Lost the rest of the lyrics sorry X3
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3. |
Drug Bug
03:03
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Lost the Lyrics sorry X3
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4. |
Valentine Homicide
01:03
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Ooooo's
Brandish your hunting knife
and cut up all your valentines
for the papercuts they give
aren't worth the tribulations
My Hand Will drip
with red and pink
the glitter on my palms
will stick
and when is said and all has done
you'll never hear this shitty song
OOOHS
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5. |
Love Liquor
03:15
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BUTTERMILK BATH
WITH THE CRUD IN THE BOTTOM
I've been dreaming bout the day
where I'd tell her I love them
but the clock on the wall
keeps ticking and ticking
while the sweat on my hands
keep dripping and dripping
(TILL THE CLOCK FALLS
FIVE FINGER SHUFFLE
GLUE THE HANDS OF THE PAST
AROUND THE WAIST OF YOUR MISSES)
AND IT'S ALL IN THE WAY
WHENEVER I HUG YOU
AND ALL IN THE WAY
WHENEVER I TOUCH YOU
AND I CAN'T ESCAPE
THE STICK OF THE PASTE
SO WHY DON'T YOU
TAKE ME AWAY
cuz something about you
is not what I'm used to
Is not what I've seen
cept in 18 Movies
If all it took was a plan from the notebook
then 500 days
would dissolve like a cough drop
and all of the snot would seep into fabric
and all of the shame would be gone in a moment
(TILL THE CLOCK FALLS
FIVE FINGER SHUFFLE
GLUE THE HANDS OF THE PAST
ROUND THE WAIST OF YOUR MISSES)
AND IT'S ALL IN THE WAY
WHENEVER I HUG YOU
AND ALL IN THE WAY
WHENEVER I TOUCH YOU
AND I CAN'T ESCAPE
THE STICK OF THE PASTE
SO WHY DON'T YOU
TAKE ME AWAY
(shitty sample)
AND GIRLLL
I KNOW IT'S OVER
BUT I'LL HOLD ONTO YOU
LIKE YOU'RE MY FOUR LEAF CLOVER
(I'm Falling in love with you and I don't really know what to do, I've been twisting the words in my head with the thoughts of us screwing in bed) x4
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6. |
La Romanza
02:20
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hello my love, my darling,
can you please dance tonight?
please, Romance tonight?
hola mi amor, mi querida
¿puedes bailar esta noche?
por favor, ¿Romance esta noche?
Lo siento mi amor
para mi acento
para mi acento
is it over
all the words I wrote for you
were thrown across my shitty room
did you understand a thing I said
plugging up your ears with sand
all the chords I played for you
were nothing really ever new
I could have said a million words
that everyone has heard beforeee
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7. |
Yr Biggest Fan
03:03
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Dress up like a Doll
impress everyone
Take their breath away
When you gasp for air
if you're up on stage
know I'm always there
singing all your songs
when you cant say them
but everything is always gonna be
the same old situation
so if you think I have something more to say
then you're talking to your own imagination
and if you think you have something more to say
then you're probably right based on your assumption
but I'll never be like you
the words you say wont fit my mouth
so I'll cut it wide and try to shout
Dress up like a Doll
impress everyone
Take their breath away
When you gasp for air
if you're up on stage
know I'm always there
singing all your songs
when you cant say them
(JESUS CHRIST KNOWS I WANNA BE YOU
SO DOES EVERYONE I TRY TO TALK TO
MAKING UP WAYS, FOR A REPLICA)
(SO... SO WHAT... SO WHAT... SO WHAT... X2)
I Always loved you
I could have been you
I always was you
I never needed you
you always loved me
you could have been me
you ALWAYS were me
NOW your nothing
Dress up like a Doll
impress everyone
Take their breath away
When you gasp for air
if you're up on stage
know I'm always there
singing all your songs
when you cant say them
Dress up like a Doll
impress everyone
Take their breath away
When you gasp for air
if you're up on stage
know I'm always there
singing all your songs
when you cant say them (SCREAM)
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8. |
Skateboard Cretins
02:13
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He was in THE BOWL
CRYING TO HIMSELF WITH HIS BROKEN SKATEBOARD
HE WAS SMOKING ALL YOUR KOSH
AT THE BOTTOM OF THE STAIRS WATCHING ALL THE GIRLS
GO BY, YEAH HE COULD HAVE SWORN HE DIED
AS HE CLOSED HIS EYES ALL HE COULD SEE WAS
BLACK JEANS CUFFED
RIDING DOWN TO MAW AND PAWS
DRINKING BEER AND DOING DRUGS
KISSING GIRLS WITH MOSTLY TONGUE
RIDING HOME ALL ALONE
OH AND YOU'LL NEVER WAKE UP
YOU'VE BEEN CRASHING SINCE THE FALL
NOW YOU'RE ASKING FOR A CALL
BUT YOU NEVER PICK UPPP
I KNOW YOU THINK IT'S NO SURPRISE
BUT YOUR BABY BOY WANTS TO DIE
SINCE HE WAS STAYING UP AT NIGHT
WASTING ALL THE TIME HE COULD HAVE TRIED
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9. |
Loverboy Rag
00:34
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10. |
Breezeblock Trainstop
03:21
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I know it's time
say goodbye to the beginning of the sentence
why cant I
Hear the noises from the stairwell
it's about a pretty boy
who never knew his name
he hid inside his room
and clipped off the angel wings
now he's looking at himself
but nothing seems the same
you kiss him on the mouth
but it didn't mean a thing
*woah's
I read all the words you wrote
remembering nothing
you told me bout a pretty girl
but you weren't describing me
*nadanada
Take your hands off your neck
And put them around mine
Change every word
Every vowel
Till it sounds
Just like what you said
Cuz she just wants to know
Why you’re crying on the phone
And now she’s calling up
To hang up for good
So trade your breathe
And choke to death
On every little lie you said
To keep yourselves from blowing up
In a cosmic ball of star dust
Cuz she just wants to know
Why you’re crying on the phone
And now she’s calling up
To hang up for good
I tried my best, but not enough
I hope you know I’ve given up
So try you best to hold your breath
Before you go and waste it all
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