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(? Hello, in the afternoon?) Use just once and destroy An invasion of our piracy Afterbirth of a nation Stopped [starve] without your skeleton key I love you for what I am not Do not want what I have got A blank acne'd with cigarette burns Speak at once while taking turns What is wrong with me?(x3) Nothing to do with what you think If you ever think at all Bipolar opposites attract All of a sudden my water broke I love you for what I am not Do not want what I have got A blank acne'd with cigarette burns Second rate third degree burns What is wrong with me?(x2] What do I think I think? Hate your enemies Save, save your friends Find, find your place [piece] Speak, speak the truth [Spit, spit in the truth] What is wrong with me?(x3) What do I think I think? (Radio noises solo) Use just once and destroy An invasion of our piracy Afterbirth of a nation Stopped [starve] without your skeleton key What is wrong with me?(x3) What do I think I think? What is wrong with me?(x3) What do I think I think? |
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I can hear the wheels
I underneath my back But I'm not myself This is not real Such a shame There's a lot of things that I could do But I'm riding in the back of my own car Let me go It was just a night I wasn't ready to fight I kept putting it off Didn't think this would happen You think about it now 'Cause you're on top You think you can't be stopped Well you're big now 'cause you got me But that joyride was my life That joyride was my life I don't know you I saw your face It's not my disgrace It was my life But you left it with me Covered in that bottle (?) People like you make murderers But that joyride was my life That joyride was my life That joyride was my life That joyride was my life That joyride was my life Baby you just didn't think Oh, you just didn't think Oh, you just didn't think Oh, you just didn't think |
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lyrics by Chris Cornell
music by Kim Thayil Heat is rising Feeling high and I'm on my way Tell me if you wanna take a hit Right beside you I came to fight so get out of my way ‘Cause Daddy told me don't you ever Take no fucking shit So get it right So get it right So get it right I'm gonna get to you I'm gonna get to you I'm gonna get to you I'm gonna get to you Laugh laugh laugh laugh laugh laugh Laughing As I spit your way Faster that a fucking flash of light Stomach's burning alcohol I must have burned A bottle full And you ain't got a chance in fucking Hell tonight So get it right So get it right Get it right A hundred miles of chicken wire And feet of lead Daddy didn't raise no fucking fool I'm coming up on your right coming up on your right coming up on your right No one's going to fuck with Me tonight So get it right So get it right Get it right I'm gonna get to you I'm gonna get to you I'm gonna get to you I'm gonna get to you I'm gonna get to you I'm gonna get to you I'm gonna get to you I'm gonna get to you |
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