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| 1. |
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This isn't me I'm not mechanical
This isn't me I'm not mechanical This isn't me I'm not mechanical This isn't me I'm not mechanical |
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| 2. |
| 5:32 |
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You world is an ashtray
We burn and coil like cigarettes The more you cry your ashes turn to mud Its the nature of the leeches, the virgin's Feeling cheated You've only spent a second of your life My world is unaffected, there is an exit here I say it is and then it is true, There is a dream inside a Dream, I'm wide awake the more I sleep You'll understand when I'm dead I went to god just to see, and I was looking at me Saw Heaven and hell where it lies When I'm God everyone dies Scar can you feel my power? Shoot here and the world gets smaller Scar/Scar/can you feel my power? One shot and the world gets smaller Let's jump upon the sharp swords And cut away our smiles Without the threat of death There's not reason to live at all My world is unaffected, there is no exit here I say it is and then it's true There is a dream inside a dream I'm wide awake the more I sleep You'll understand when I'm dead "Each thing I show you is a piece of my death" Shoot shoot shoot motherfucker No salvation...No forgiveness Forgiveness |
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| 3. |
| 5:22 |
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In space the stars are no nearer
They just glitter like a morgue And I dreamed I was a spaceman Burned like a moth in a flame And our world was so fucking gone But I'm not attached to you now Nothing heals and nothing grows Because it's a great big white world and we are drained of our colors We used to love ourselves, we used to love another All my stiches itch My prescription's low, I wish you were queen just for today In a world so white what else could I say? And hell was so cold All the vases are so broken And the roses tear our hands all open Mother marry miscarry And we pray just like insects The world is so ugly now Because it's a great big white world and we are drained of our colors (chorus repeat) |
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| 4. |
| 3:37 |
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Goddamn your righteous hand
I eat innocent meat The housewife I will beat The prolife I will kill What you won't do I will I bash myself to sleep What you sow I will reap I scar myself you see I wish I wasn't me I am the little stick You stir me into shit I hate therefore I am Goddamn your righteous hand Goddamn, Goddamn Goddamn, Goddamn Pseudo-morals work real well on the talk shows for the week But your selective judgements and goodguy badges don't mean to fuck to me I am the VHS Record me with your fist Want me to save the world I'm just a little girl Get your gunn, get your gunn Get your gunn, get your gunn |
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| 5. |
| 5:36 |
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Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you Some of them want to abuse you Some of them want to be abused Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you Some of them want to abuse you Some of them want to be abused! I wanna use you and abuse you I wanna know what's inside you Movin' on Hold your head up Movin' on Keep your head up
Movin' on Hold your head up Movin' on Keep your head up Movin' on Hold your head up Movin' on Keep your head up Movin' on! Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you Some of them want to abuse you Some of them want to be abused I'm gonna use you and abuse you I'm gonna know what's inside Gonna use you and abuse you I'm gonna know what's inside you |
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| 6. |
| 3:20 |
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all simple monkeys with alien babies
amphetamines for boys crucifixes for ladies sampled and soulless worldwide and real webbed you sell all the living for more safer dead anything to be loved anything to be loved rock is deader than dead shock is all in your head your sex and your dope is all that were fed so fuck all your protests and put them to bed god is on the tv one thousand mothers are praying for it we're so full of hope and so full of shit build a new god to medicate and to ape sell us ersatz dressed up and real fake anything to be loved anything to be loved rock is deader than dead shock is all in your head your sex and your dope is all that were fed so fuck all your protests and put them to bed god is on the tv rock is deader than dead shock is all in your head your sex and your dope is all that were fed so fuck all your protests and put them to bed rock is deader than dead shock is all in your head your sex and your dope is all that were fed so fuck all your protests and put them to bed |
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| 7. |
| 3:57 |
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Today The drugs, they say, to make us feel so hollow
We love in vain narcissistic case it shallow The cops and queers to swim you have to swallow Hate today, no love for tomorrow We're all stars now in the dope show [ 2x ] There's a lot of pretty, pretty ones They want to get you high But all the pretty, pretty ones Will leave you low and blow your mind We're all stars now in the dope show [ 2x ] They love you when you're on all on the covers When you're not then they love another [ 2x ] The drugs they say are made in California We love your face We'd really like to sell you The cops and queers make good-looking models I hate today Who will I wake up with tomorrow? There's a lot of pretty, pretty ones They want to get you high But all the pretty, pretty ones Will leave you low and blow your mind They love you when you're on all on the covers When you're not then they love another [ 2x ] There's a lot of pretty, pretty ones They want to get you high But all the pretty, pretty ones Will leave you low and blow your mind We're all stars now in the dope show [ 2x ] |
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| 8. |
| 8:36 |
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(at the beginning some cute little kid says: Next motherfucker's gonna
get my metal") On we plow The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest Try to tell me, tell me he's the best But I don't really give a good goddamn cause I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well I wanna grow up I wanna be a big rock and roll star I wanna grow up I wanna be so no one fucks with me, yeah I got the pencils in my pocket, try to put me down Wanna go out, gotta get out to the playground wanna throw down at the playground I wanna go out Next motherfucker gonna get my metal Next motherfucker gonna get my metal Next motherfucker gonna get my metal Next motherfucker Pow Pow Pow, Pow Pow Pow, Pow Pow Pow, Pow Pow Pow |
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| 9. |
| 7:32 |
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I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs Norm life baby: We're white and oh so hetero and Our sex is missionary. Norm life baby: We're quitters and we're sober Our confessions will be televised. You and I are underdosed and we're ready to fall Raised to be stupid, taught to be nothing at all. I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs Norm life baby: God is white and unforgiving We're piss tested and we're praying. Norm life baby: I'm just a sample of a soul Made to look just like a human being. Norm life baby: We're rehabbed and we're ready For our 15 minutes of shame. Norm life baby: We're talkshown and we're pointing Just like christians at a suicide. You and I are underdosed and we're ready to fall Raised to be stupid, taught to be nothing at all. I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs There's a hole in our soul that we fill with dope And we're feeling fine. I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs |
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| 10. |
| 5:16 |
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You built me up
with your wishing hell I didn't have to sell you You threw your money in the pissing well You do just what they tell you REPENT that's what I'm talking about I shed the skin to feed the fake REPENT that's what I'm talking about Whose mistake am I anyway Cut the head off Grows back hard I am the hydra Now you'll see your star Prick your finger it is done The moon has now eclipsed the sun The angel has spread his wings The time has come for bitter things Prick your finger it is done The moon has now eclipsed the sun The angel has spread his wings The time has come for REPENT that's what I'm talking about I shed the skin to feed the fake REPENT that's what I'm talking about Whose mistake am I anyway Cut the head off Grows back hard I am the hydra Now you'll see your star Cut the head off Grows back hard I am the hydra Now you'll see your star |
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| 11. |
| 4:30 |
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In I don't want you
In I don't need you Don't bother to resist It's true a beat you It's not your fault that you're always wrong The weak ones are there to justify the strong The beautiful people The beautiful people It's all relative to the size of your steeple You can't see the forest for the trees When you can't smell Your own shit on your knees There's no time to discriminate hate every mother fucker that's in your way Hey you what do you see something beautiful the something free Hey you Are you trying to be mean You have nice man It's hard to be clean the will belive in every host It's hard to pick which one they eat most The horrible people The horrible people It's as anatomic as the size of your steeple capitalism has made it this way Old fashioned fascism will take it away Hey you what do you see something beautiful the something free Hey you Are you trying to be mean You have nice man It's hard to be clean Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey The beautiful people The beautiful people The beautiful people The beautiful people The beautiful people The beautiful people Hey you what do you see something beautiful something free Hey you Are you trying to be mean You have nice man It's hard to be clean Hey you what do you see something beautiful something free Hey you Are you trying to be mean You have nice man It's hard to be clean The beautiful people The beautiful people The beautiful people The beautiful people The beautiful people The beautiful people The beautiful people The beautiful people |
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| 4:40 |
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I am so all-american, I'll sell you suicide
I am totalitarian, I've got abortions in my eyes I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper I am not the animal who will not be himself fuck it Hey victim, should I black your eyes again? Hey victim, you were the one who put the stick in my hand I am the ism, my hate's a prism let's jut kill everyone and let your god sort them out fuck it Everybody's someone else's nigger/I know you are so am I I wasn't born with enough middle fingers/ I don't need to choose a side I better, better, better, better not say this better, better, better, better not tell I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper I am the idiot who will not be himself fuck it (chorus) |
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| 13. |
| 4:27 |
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yesterday was a million years ago
in all my past lives i played an asshole now i found you, it's almost too late and this earth seems obliviating we are trembling in our crutches high and dead our skin is glass i'm so empty here without i crack and split my xerox hands i know its the last day on earth we'll be together while the planet dies i know it's the last day on earth we'll never say goodbye the dogs slaughter each other softly love burns its casualties we are damaged provider modules spill the seeds at our children's feet i'm so empty here without you i know they want me dead i know its the last day on earth we'll be together while the planet dies i know it's the last day on earth we'll never say goodbye |
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| 14. |
| 3:59 |
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The boy's got a head
like an atom bomb Hang him from a cross like the number one son And he's been waiting so long to get it on The boy's 15 but he's 16 gauge Wants to get out of his Jesus cage He's already torn out the last page It's the latest rage Violence for the people They always eat the hand that bleeds Violence for the people Give the kids what they need Kill your god Kill your god Kill your TV The boy's purified by the quitter gods Burning up his cross like a revelation And his glass jaw opens Like a puppet head Violence for the people They always eat the hand that bleeds Violence for the people Give the kids what they need Kill your god Kill your god Kill your TV This is what you should fear You are what you should fear This is what you should fear You are what you should fear This is what you should fear You are what you should fear This is what you should fear You are what you should fear This is what you should fear You are what you should fear This is what you should fear Violence for the people They always eat the hand that bleeds Violence for the people Give the kids what they Violence for the people They always eat the hand that bleeds Violence for the people Give the kids what they need Kill your god Kill your TV Kill your god Kill your TV Kill your god Kill your TV |
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