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| 1. |
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Pray to someone
I'm going out of my head Dislocate Stay safe in your unmade bed Lysergik funeral procession The world is watched Straight from your TV sets Makes you ill Turn off and drop out in spurts Lysergik funeral procession I get up, get ready to face this world I come down I come down so hard, I hit then bounce In a pool of piss I lay Once revived, I was better off like I was In so many pieces And I'm so damn mad, so fucking mad To lose that special darkness I've got nothing to lose |
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| 2. |
| 5:21 |
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Now don't you worry none
Leave this part of yourself behind I'm giving you back to yourself So should you make the change Or could you right them wrongs For I cannot replace where I'm going Where I'm going So you're angry with me What could be better, my love Have most of everything for yourself Hateful and deserved Charlie Manson's eyes Are looking through you back to myself So should I act my age Or should I just not belong For I cannot replace where I'm going Where I'm going... |
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| 4:33 |
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I do one thing, I do it well
It takes up most of my time The advantage is beyond me This curse behind my eyes My dead disguise don't work so well Transparent to the world But in my heart, if it bothers me I'd kill myself and curl I'm falling far from the sun Lucifer's calling on ears that need some now I gave my life to this and it's fooled me oh so well The name they've given me is a man that follows hell A man that follows hell To live outside a city of grief where the quiet becomes pain The human mind, and it's hard to believe, is the knife that splits the brain Some may say I've got it made, what's all the crying for It's a mirror I've got, a reflection of my loved ones out the door I'm calling out to you all Lucifer's falling, so far down I gave my life to this and it fooled me oh so well The proper term for me is a man that follows hell A man that follows hell A man that follows hell A man that follows hell |
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| 4. |
| 3:36 |
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Started from the start
Wearing out the headstones Was the end, was the right Taking out a life loan Hey, old man When I'm going six feet down You gotta make that promise to me A stained glass cross lay behind my head When taken by the undertaker No questions anymore It's higher than the black sky Get you lower than the floor Hey, old man When I'm going six feet down You gotta make that promise to me A stained glass cross looking down on me Hey, old man When I'm going six feet down You gotta make that promise to me A stained glass cross hanging over me I was just a young boy My father sounded crazy My death he couldn't bear to see Either joking, sleeping, lazy Hey, old man When you're going six feet down I gotta make that promise to you A stained glass cross lay behind your head Hey, old man When you're going under and down I made a secret promise to you A stained glass cross looking down on you |
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| 5. |
| 5:06 |
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In the morning it takes me quite a while to clear my head
And as the day moves on I find it hard to smile at something said So I took control, priority |
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| 6. |
| 7:14 |
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I've come so close, it's almost hard to believe
When you're up close, it blinds you brilliantly Just one rush can change your life forever Just one push can end it all together Why can't we learn from the plague that surrounds us Learn from my mistakes Learn from this mistake Learn from our mistake Learn from their mistakes There's no shoulder to cry on when you have no shame There's no finger to point when you are to blame Open book, in my eyes shows you rain, then storming I can't look, when covered by the nothing and the suffering Learn from my mistakes Learn from this mistake Learn from our mistake Learn from their mistakes Learn from my mistake Believe me, all my friends, in the ending of the story There's no junkie out there with a happy ending It consumes you, and haunts you like the devil It's the art of the process that kills off all the rebels Learn from this mistake Learn from my mistake Learn from our mistake Learn from my mistake... |
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| 7. |
| 4:51 |
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You can't fool the fool, 'cause I know it in my head
I just want the people to get some before they're dead You can take my body and dry it in the sun Seeing vultures circle overhead This is the home of the beautifully depressed Life is just a moment that rushes all at once Letting the vultures surround me when I'm dead I am the lord of the beautifully depressed Endlessly, cum for me Faithfully, bend for me Lifelessly, hang for me Endlessly, endlessly Push me to the limit I ain't afraid to die Drive me to the limit I proudly pledge to die I dispell the madness by forgetting all the rules You say I follow in the footsteps of pre-existing fools Begging vultures to bury off my head This is the hard life of the beautifully depressed Endlessly, cum for me Faithfully, bend for me Lifelessly, hang for me Endlessly, endlessly Push me to the limit I ain't afraid to die Look before you're in it Are you afraid to die Then join the beautifully depressed The beautifully depressed... |
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| 3:11 |
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When does a holding keep me from myself...
No chance was given to find myself today... My time of aging... wonder when I'll die... But When My Time Will Come I Know The Reason WHYYYY!!! I have to Risk It... Alone it keeps me safe and in my home I have to use it... To keep me satisfied until Im gone Dont regret the rules I broke... When I Die Bury Me in smoke! Under the world I wait for my fate My bodies lying benesth my blissful state My time of aging wonder when Ill die But when my time will come, I know the reason why I have to risk it... alone it keeps me safe and in my home I have to use it... to keep me satisfied until im gone Dont regret the rules I broke, When I die bury me in smoke |
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| 1:51 | 
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| 10. |
| 4:16 |
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The 1800s, before the inception
Of modern day ideals Fake grip of appeals Straight to the street run, no barroom virgin Double vision, cocaine To a whorehouse of pain New Orleans is a dying whore Naked she sleeps on my floor New Orleans is a dying whore The spreading highway To the underwater staircase Leading up to a black room To leave there you're a fool Mob world politics So broke it can't fix Trapped in a time zone There's no place like home New Orleans is a dying whore If ?? break down the door New Orleans is a dying whore New Orleans is a dying whore Stripped down and beat to the floor New Orleans is a dying whore New Orleans is a dying whore Blood covered, stuck to my floor New Orleans is a dying whore |
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| 4:21 |
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Smoke up, do what you must do
Wake up, inhale the earth grown fumes Higher than mountains, but oh so goddamn deep The morning star we reach, think for yourself And that's you, you times a million Look around, we surround the fields On guard for the perfection of the seed Perfection of the seed Try hard to stop us which you can't Outnumbered by the marijuana camps Larger than nations, I can't name one without Must kill the king of drought Planting of pleasure, rising up, stretch towards the sky Look around, we surround the fields On guard for perfection of the seed Perfection of the seed This way of life has become an addiction Despite right or wrong and their closed superstition This way of life has become an addiction Despite right or wrong, despite right or wrong Despite right or wrong Perfection of the seed... |
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| 12. |
| 6:21 |
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Pray to someone
I'm going out of my head Dislocate Stay safe in your unmade bed Lysergik funeral procession The world is watched Straight from your TV sets Makes you ill Turn off and drop out in spurts Lysergik funeral procession I get up, get ready to face this world I come down I come down so hard, I hit then bounce In a pool of piss I lay Once revived, I was better off like I was In so many pieces And I'm so damn mad, so fucking mad To lose that special darkness I've got nothing to lose |
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| 13. |
| 1:00 |
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| 14. |
| 3:21 |
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Slow time, deaf to all the hearing
Blinded to the seeing, nothing's so revealing Some day I might leave here I'll get what's comin' to me one day These days my eyes are empty Hard times for the son of a bitch Self inflicted, I'm gonna fall flat Unpredicted, that's where I'm at So addicted, dog tired in the fast lane Break down, devastate to kneeling Suffering to bleeding, all the chance of feeling Some day I might destroy here I'm gonna get what's coming to me one day These days my life is empty Hard times for the son of a bitch Self inflicted, I'm gonna fall flat Unpredicted, that's where I'm at So addicted, dog tired in the fast lane Dog tired in the fast lane Dog tired in the fast lane Dog tired in the fast lane Dog tired in the fast lane Self inflicted, I'm gonna fall flat Unpredicted, that's where I'm at So addicted, dog tired in the fast lane Dog tired in the fast lane... |
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| 7:49 |
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