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Genre Styles ; Rock Alternative Pop/ Rock Indie Rock Head Automatica was the somewhat unlikely pairing of vocalist Daryl Palumbo — he of N.Y.C. hardcore stalwarts "Glassjaw" Group Members; Dan the Automator Daryl Palumbo Larry Gorman Craig Bonich Jarvis Morgan Holden Jessie Nelson See Also; Glassjaw Dan the Automator Give Up the Ghost Smudged funnies in a broken bottle on the dot at nine Daddy throws clothes, throws on an old stove I'm crying in the corner at five Well I've seen black and I've seen blue but fine lines I don't see And just because I am in misery Don't it mean a thing that I want to know That I want to know Graduation Day Graduation Day We take back everything we said about you September As far as she remember, they don't teach humility And just because her only signal is mayday Don't it mean a thing That she's seen love and she's faired war but fairness she can't see And just because she is in misery Don't it mean a thing that she wants to know That she wants to know Graduation Day Graduation Day We take back everything we said about you That camaraderie's old Doing what I'm told And everybody know this is getting out of hand Everybody is dying for That chance to be heard not ignored And everybody know this is getting out of hand Graduation Day Graduation Day We take back everything we said about you I'm not going to school |
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from Head Automatica - Popaganda (2006)
to moonn6pence from shootingstar
Welcoming you to cardboard city where I think they're laughing at you band Did you have a clue that it was pretty on the gritty bottom of a van? I'm feeling sorry for you band Like really sorry 'bout your band You don't got a clue They're laughing at you Laughing yes it's true You don't even see They're laughing at you Laughing at you to me You following is fleeting Watch what you're reading You might start believing what they're saying about you and who you know I'm talking shameless In the thick of it, You can't get rid of it Desperation is calling you You don't got a clue They're laughing at you Laughing yes it's true You don't even see They're laughing at you Laughing at you to me There are some things you gotta know They will surround you when you fall And they will steal your heaven's toll |
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from Head Automatica - Popaganda (2006)
to moonn6pence from shootingstar
everybody knows you're a liar, why don't I? I just heard about your lovin' on the side You're telling tall tales girl Spinning webs too big to climb Everybody know you're a liar, why don't I? I always knew you were a fraud You're lying through your teeth You're not at all, not at all what you seem Girl your love's so cheap, we been passing you around There's cheating on you lips and you've been the talk of my town Fix your mask girl It's crooked on the side Everybody know you're a liar what don't I? |
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from Head Automatica - Popaganda (2006)
I needed just a hit, one hit
It's very little hit, I'm sure I won't like it I needed to be heard, one hit would send me flying I got away with murder last night in the parking lot In cold blood I have murdered parts of us that we forgot I walked into a kiss, on kiss From the very lonely miss who lives to fulfil my wish I needed to be hurt, one kiss would send me flying I got away with murder last night in the parking lot In cold blood I have murdered parts of us that we forgot I will be going nowhere fast Nowhere fast I had to write a hit, one hit It's a very little hit, I'm sure you won't like it I needed to rehearse, one hit would send me flying |
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You ain't loved me right for a while
And for your hand and word I'd crawl a mile For all that I know You're still scandalous You're so scandalous I just can't handle it You ain't loved me right for a while For all that I know You're still scandalous You're so scandalous I just can't handle it Grin and bear it I'll wear it (My crown of thorns) They gotta be pointed I gotta be hunted No mercy No mercy (My crown of thorns) I gotta be hated I gotta be hated |
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Speaking of heaven, she looked lika a god on earth
It was something I could not understand, or explain I mean you Don't know The things I do for you while you are out cold The things I do for you will lead to my breakdown And I'm still curious My baby's kiss is like a heart attack Running like that Squeezing till my face turns black She pulled me under But I mean you Gotta know The things I do for you while you are out cold The things I do for you will lead to my breakdown And I'm still curious Breakdown |
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from Head Automatica - Popaganda (2006)
to moonn6pence from shootingstar
I got a question Let me ashe you, can you explain your reasoning to me? It ain't a matter of my hard luck or bad luck When there's no luck in it for me I'm not the type of man to hold a gruge against Something I can hardly see But to say that there's a reason for everything Make me doubtful and intrigued to say the least God you don't want to answer me But if you do, you'd better agree God you've got the strangest sense of humor You're too funny to be so heavenly I got you number and you own me Show me a little common decency I kneel before you and you bless me, test me And answer with a plague inside of me I'm not the type of man to pleas with the sky above Or with the demon under me But to say that there's a reason for everything Makes me doubtful and intrigued to say the least God you don't want to answer me But if you do, you'd better agree God you've got the strangest sense of humor You're too funny to be so heavenly |
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We came and went
too much time was spent In the flows of the runaway holiday But you can't afford me And now jude can't afford me Oh I can't be rich I'm responsible If you even care let me know I love you so But I want your crowd to go Now you're asking me Asking me Who made the million dollar decision? I made decisions of my heart You see a man with his head in his hands That's the portrait of a runaway devil for you makin' your demands You came before me Now you can't afford me Oh I can't be rich I'm responsible If you even care let me know I love you so But I want your crowd to go Now you're asking me Asking me Who made the million dollar decision? I made decisions of my heart Who made the million dollar decision? I pay for it when we're apart You're falling to your death Forgiving what you get You took the fall You're falling to your death And now you're asking me You're asking me You're falling to your death Forgiving what you get You took the fall You're falling to your death And now you're asking me Asking me Who made the million dollar decision? I made decisions of my heart Try to get the best of me And tell the biggest lies to me I pay for it when we're apart I made decisions of my heart I made decisions from my heart |
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There's a suicidal taliban for talent on the cusp Egyptian musk Egyptian musk When the village came with fire, you were hiding on the right I knew you might The blood of christ I tell you lies, I have found I've heard a million Seen religion on the ground There's a suicidal taliban for talent on the cusp Egyptian musk Egyptian musk Is that your love down on the ground? I see forever coming down Look around It makes everything okay So celebrate the ignorance And drizzle it in violence And pledge a sore allegiance with every auto and appliance Because they win if we don't go about life like we should I knew you would They knew you would I tell you, lies I have found I've seen a million religions on the ground There's a suicidal taliban for talent on the cusp Egyptian musk Egyptian musk Is that your love down on the ground? I see forever coming down Look around It makes everything okay Where does your high school stand? Lies, I've seen a few I've seen a million in a nation in a feud So if happiness is knowing, then knowledge I have not We knew you'd pop Your head went pop |
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She told me all the things she knew
You give her one she'd reach for two The cold four on the sofa is getting closer And she's the hardest thing to do When the mantis in her preys on you An appetite fit for a king in a love I dont wanna bore you, but here I go again Cannibal Girl You've been eating me alive I dont wanna bore you, but here I go again Cannibal Girl So lately I've been meaning to Say a few things to you She gets all the good attention And I get honored with the mention And shes the hardest thing to do When the mantis in her preys on you An appetite fit for the kids you love I dont wanna bore you, but here I go again Cannibal girl You've been eating me alive I dont wanna bore you, but here I go again Cannibal girl And that's what hearts are for You give her one she breaks more Its the changing of the guard And now the last one to know When it's all just for show And Im trying to be so hard I dont wanna bore you, but here I go again Cannibal girl You've been eating me alive I dont wanna bore you, but here I go again Cannibal girl You've been eating me alive I dont wanna bore you here I go again Cannibal girl You've been eating me alive I dont wanna bore you here I go again Cannibal girl |
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to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte) (Beating Heart Baby)Baby is this love for real? (Beating Heart Baby)Let me in ur arms to feel (Beating Heart Baby)The beating of ur heart, baby (Beating Heart Baby)The beating of ur heart, baby You, you want nothing to do with me I, I don`t know what to do with you Cuz you don`t know what you do to me Baby is this love for real? Let me in your arms to feel The beating of your heart, baby (Beating Heart Baby)Baby is this love for real? (Beating Heart Baby)Let me in ur arms to feel (Beating Heart Baby)The beating of ur heart, baby (Beating Heart Baby)The beating of ur heart, baby Girl, you really got your hold on me Girl, you gotta get away from me `Cause you want nothing to do with me Baby is this love for real? Let me in your arms to feel The beating of your heart, baby The beating of your heart, baby (Beating Heart Baby)Baby is this love for real? (Beating Heart Baby)Let me in ur arms to feel (Beating Heart Baby)The beating of ur heart, baby (Beating Heart Baby)The beating of ur heart, baby In spite of you Even out of view Still I love all of you I do, yeah In spite of you Even out of view Still I love all of you I do, yeah to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte) You, you want nothing to do with me .... Baby is this love for real? Let me in your arms to feel The beating heart baby The beating of your heart, baby Baby is this love for real? Let me in your arms to feel The beating heart baby The beating of your heart, baby Baby is this love for real? Let me in your arms to feel The beating heart baby The beating of your heart, baby... |
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from Head Automatica - Decadence (2004)
I drove a tank in on the left
I hid a rifle on the right When she said "I see a tunnel And at the end I see a light" I see fire on the water On the right bank and the left And she smiles when she wears the iron curtain as a dress I said come on Come on You're tellin me to see the truth even with my eyes sewn up Come on You're tellin me to tell the truth even with my mouth sewn shut I see a preacher with a secret And he dare not make a sound I see the smoke and fire And the market burning down I see a tulip on the grave Of a lover who confessed I'm a soldier and a poet But I'm a dancer at best I said come on Come on You're tellin me to see the truth even with my eyes sewn up Come on You're tellin me to tell the truth even with my mouth sewn shut I said come on You're tellin me to see the truth even with my eyes sewn up Come on You're tellin me to tell the truth even with my mouth sewn shut Yes baby yes I'm burnin houses baby I'm burnin bridges baby Yes baby yes I'm burnin houses baby I'm burnin bridges baby I drove a tank in on the left I hid a rifle on the right When she said "I see a tunnel And at the end I see a light" I see fire on the water On the right bank and the left And she smiles when she wears the iron curtain as a dress I said come on Come on You're tellin me to see the truth even with my eyes sewn up Come on You're tellin me to tell the truth even with my mouth sewn shut I said come on You're tellin me to see the truth even with my eyes sewn up Come on You're tellin me to tell the truth even with my mouth sewn shut |
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from Head Automatica - Decadence (2004)
You strangle people with a piercing stare,
I can't believe I made it, The way you operate is so severe,so severe, I hate it, You strangle people with a sneering grin, I can't believe i made, Brooklyn is burning down the discotheque, discotheque Lets shake it, I feel the fire tonight, I hear, I hear the people cry, I see the people now, I got I got what the people want, You send a message in the atmosphere and everyone starts running, The way you operate is so severe, so severe, I hate it, You send a message in your beady stare and everyone starts running, Brooklyn is burning and by your side, by your side, we're dancing |
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from Head Automatica - Decadence (2004)
to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte) (Beating Heart Baby)Baby is this love for real? (Beating Heart Baby)Let me in ur arms to feel (Beating Heart Baby)The beating of ur heart, baby (Beating Heart Baby)The beating of ur heart, baby You, you want nothing to do with me I, I don`t know what to do with you Cuz you don`t know what you do to me Baby is this love for real? Let me in your arms to feel The beating of your heart, baby (Beating Heart Baby)Baby is this love for real? (Beating Heart Baby)Let me in ur arms to feel (Beating Heart Baby)The beating of ur heart, baby (Beating Heart Baby)The beating of ur heart, baby Girl, you really got your hold on me Girl, you gotta get away from me `Cause you want nothing to do with me Baby is this love for real? Let me in your arms to feel The beating of your heart, baby The beating of your heart, baby (Beating Heart Baby)Baby is this love for real? (Beating Heart Baby)Let me in ur arms to feel (Beating Heart Baby)The beating of ur heart, baby (Beating Heart Baby)The beating of ur heart, baby In spite of you Even out of view Still I love all of you I do, yeah In spite of you Even out of view Still I love all of you I do, yeah to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte) You, you want nothing to do with me .... Baby is this love for real? Let me in your arms to feel The beating heart baby The beating of your heart, baby Baby is this love for real? Let me in your arms to feel The beating heart baby The beating of your heart, baby Baby is this love for real? Let me in your arms to feel The beating heart baby The beating of your heart, baby... |
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from Head Automatica - Decadence (2004)
You scream louder than fiction
And you get down on your knees And tear open your heart So I can love you and your disease You lick the hand that feeds you And kiss the blade that cuts I wanna fuck you in your gods hands When your praying bites the dust Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Let me anoint the lust inside you Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Let me devalue what's inside you Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now And I'll deny you Fact or fiction, fact or fiction, fact or fiction It's a mission to survive And learn to want you When I hate, when I hate What's all inside Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Let me anoint the lust inside you Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Let me devalue whats inside you Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now It's over [4x] If you scream louder than fiction And you get down on your knees And tear open your heart So I can love you and your disease You lick the hand that feeds you And kiss the blade that cuts I wanna fuck you in your gods hands When your praying bites the dust Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Let me anoint the lust inside you Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Let me devalue what's inside you Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now |
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from Head Automatica - Decadence (2004)
You want a medal For the things you've done Well prizes don't come around As easy as you want em now You want a mountain with your face engraved So everybody in the world can see the face of nothing changed Hip hip hooray you're our saving grace Here's to you and your poker face Hip hip hooray you're our saving grace Here's to you You want a monument erected in your name And odds are we will tear it down When you leave as quickly as you came You want a place in the history books But noone has changed history With double talk and dirty looks Hip hip hooray you're our saving grace Here's to you and your poker face Hip hip hooray you're our saving grace Here's to you You heighten yourself to lower the blame And you martyr yourself to heighten the fame And you lower yourself to draw the compassion Here's to you You want a medal for the things you've done But if you ever really did a damn thing We would've gave you one You want a mountain with your face engraved So everyone will know the face when approached by to run away Hip hip hooray you're our saving grace Here's to you and your poker face Hip hip hooray you're our saving grace Here's to you Hip hip hooray you're our saving grace Here's to you and your poker face Hip hip hooray you're our saving grace Here's to you |
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from Head Automatica - Decadence (2004)
This is television, late night television, scripted with precision
A corner store pulp fiction sits where your heart isn't And with your eyes so green, and your pinkish theme You made an old friend seem rather dead to me Alas, the weapon sex can be Your body is a weapon and you're afraid it could get out A friend of the devil and you're afraid it could get out Don't say i don't cut when i do, i do, i do Don't say i'm lying when i'm true, i'm true, i'm true The razor You rub of suspicious, so vile and aniscious, with a heart so vicious And dare you ask what this is, this is so delicious To eat the best of you like the others do We take your pride from you The drive-in, the embassy, the jets, it's all the same to me Your body is a weapon and you're afraid it could get out A friend of the devil and you're afraid it could get out Don't say i don't cut when i do, i do, i do Don't say i'm lying when i'm true, i'm true, i'm true The razor (the razor) Don't say we're healing when it's just not what we do So many suitors, i don't even have a suit to wear So many influential fingers running through your hair I am the razor in the hands of your heart And i am the razor in the hands of god Don't say i don't cut when i do, i do, i do (i do, i do) Don't say i'm lying when i'm true, i'm true, i'm true (i do,i do) The razor (the razor) Don't say we're healing when it's just not what we do (the razor) Don't say we're healing when it's just not what we do (the razor) Don't say we're healing when it's just not what we do |
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from Head Automatica - Decadence (2004)
You'll never catch a penny-pinching liar off guard,
You can't escape the tension till it leaves you undone, You can't imagine passion till your hearts become one, And you'll never feel the rhythm until the beat has just begun. A thousand acts of thoughtlessness... A thousand acts of thoughtlessness... In and out, I'm dancing In and out, I'm dancing in your head I'm in your head.. In and out, I'm dancing In and out, I'm dancing in your head I'm in your head. Set against a ravishing backdrop, With a bleak and violent future, Now With no common cause here, We're marooned with the hungry vultures, yeah. So pack the clubs to the rafters, Dropping rhymes to the electrical sounds, We're beacons of light and hope here, We've got the room spinning round and round... In and out, I'm dancing In and out, I'm dancing in your head I'm in your head.. In and out, I'm dancing In and out, I'm dancing in your head I'm in your head. In and out, I'm dancing In and out, I'm dancing in your head I'm in your head.. In and out, I'm dancing In and out, I'm dancing in your head I'm in your head. Dance, party.. Plus destruction, Dance, party.. Plus corruption, Dance, party.. Plus destruction, Dance, party.. Plus corruption I'm in your head, I'm in your head, I'm in your head, I'm in your head... |
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I can not cross the line again, Idolize the body and hand My head is hot enough to spin, running through the line in the sand No no no no, ohhh hungry and addicted again No no no no, ohhh almost with no conscience at all I can't take back the words, sorry for what you heard I can't reverse the hurt, but I keep blacking out Sorry for what i've done, my conscience weights a ton And I'm not the only one, but I keep blacking out I can not cross the line again, Reasoning my need to give in My blood grows all too cold again, running through the line in the sand No no no no, ohhh hungry and addicted again No no no no, ohhh almost with no conscience at all I can't take back the words, sorry for what you heard I can't reverse the hurt, but I keep blacking out Sorry for what i've done, my concious weights a ton And I'm not the only one, but I keep blacking out It seems I crossed the line again, Idolize the body and hand My head is hot enough to spin, running through the line in the sand No no no no, ohhh hungry and addicted again No no no no, ohhh almost with no conscience at all I can't take back the words, sorry for what you heard I can't reverse the hurt, but I keep blacking out |
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Teen runaway, youth depraved, your time is almost here
Shimmies and shakes, stands by her side And whispers something in her ear "you can't go home high, not tonight" Go man go, saturn here we come And if you're in the know, Your soul's solid gold Teen runaway, youth depraved, grows tipsy off wine But baby makes a sweet embrace a gift so very hard to find "you can't go home high, not tonigh" Go man go, saturn here we come And if you're in the know, Your soul's solid gold Go man go, saturn here we come And if you're in the know Go man go, saturn here we come And if you're in the know |
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I drove a tank in on the left
I hid a rifle on the right When she said "I see a tunnel And at the end I see a light" I see fire on the water On the right bank and the left And she smiles when she wears the iron curtain as a dress I said come on Come on You're tellin me to see the truth even with my eyes sewn up Come on You're tellin me to tell the truth even with my mouth sewn shut I see a preacher with a secret And he dare not make a sound I see the smoke and fire And the market burning down I see a tulip on the grave Of a lover who confessed I'm a soldier and a poet But I'm a dancer at best I said come on Come on You're tellin me to see the truth even with my eyes sewn up Come on You're tellin me to tell the truth even with my mouth sewn shut I said come on You're tellin me to see the truth even with my eyes sewn up Come on You're tellin me to tell the truth even with my mouth sewn shut Yes baby yes I'm burnin houses baby I'm burnin bridges baby Yes baby yes I'm burnin houses baby I'm burnin bridges baby I drove a tank in on the left I hid a rifle on the right When she said "I see a tunnel And at the end I see a light" I see fire on the water On the right bank and the left And she smiles when she wears the iron curtain as a dress I said come on Come on You're tellin me to see the truth even with my eyes sewn up Come on You're tellin me to tell the truth even with my mouth sewn shut I said come on You're tellin me to see the truth even with my eyes sewn up Come on You're tellin me to tell the truth even with my mouth sewn shut |
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You strangle people with a piercing stare,
I can't believe I made it, The way you operate is so severe,so severe, I hate it, You strangle people with a sneering grin, I can't believe i made, Brooklyn is burning down the discotheque, discotheque Lets shake it, I feel the fire tonight, I hear, I hear the people cry, I see the people now, I got I got what the people want, You send a message in the atmosphere and everyone starts running, The way you operate is so severe, so severe, I hate it, You send a message in your beady stare and everyone starts running, Brooklyn is burning and by your side, by your side, we're dancing |
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to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte) (Beating Heart Baby)Baby is this love for real? (Beating Heart Baby)Let me in ur arms to feel (Beating Heart Baby)The beating of ur heart, baby (Beating Heart Baby)The beating of ur heart, baby You, you want nothing to do with me I, I don`t know what to do with you Cuz you don`t know what you do to me Baby is this love for real? Let me in your arms to feel The beating of your heart, baby (Beating Heart Baby)Baby is this love for real? (Beating Heart Baby)Let me in ur arms to feel (Beating Heart Baby)The beating of ur heart, baby (Beating Heart Baby)The beating of ur heart, baby Girl, you really got your hold on me Girl, you gotta get away from me `Cause you want nothing to do with me Baby is this love for real? Let me in your arms to feel The beating of your heart, baby The beating of your heart, baby (Beating Heart Baby)Baby is this love for real? (Beating Heart Baby)Let me in ur arms to feel (Beating Heart Baby)The beating of ur heart, baby (Beating Heart Baby)The beating of ur heart, baby In spite of you Even out of view Still I love all of you I do, yeah In spite of you Even out of view Still I love all of you I do, yeah to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte) You, you want nothing to do with me .... Baby is this love for real? Let me in your arms to feel The beating heart baby The beating of your heart, baby Baby is this love for real? Let me in your arms to feel The beating heart baby The beating of your heart, baby Baby is this love for real? Let me in your arms to feel The beating heart baby The beating of your heart, baby... |
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You scream louder than fiction
And you get down on your knees And tear open your heart So I can love you and your disease You lick the hand that feeds you And kiss the blade that cuts I wanna fuck you in your gods hands When your praying bites the dust Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Let me anoint the lust inside you Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Let me devalue what's inside you Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now And I'll deny you Fact or fiction, fact or fiction, fact or fiction It's a mission to survive And learn to want you When I hate, when I hate What's all inside Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Let me anoint the lust inside you Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Let me devalue whats inside you Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now It's over [4x] If you scream louder than fiction And you get down on your knees And tear open your heart So I can love you and your disease You lick the hand that feeds you And kiss the blade that cuts I wanna fuck you in your gods hands When your praying bites the dust Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Let me anoint the lust inside you Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Let me devalue what's inside you Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now |
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from Head Automatica - Decadence (2004)
You want a medal For the things you've done Well prizes don't come around As easy as you want em now You want a mountain with your face engraved So everybody in the world can see the face of nothing changed Hip hip hooray you're our saving grace Here's to you and your poker face Hip hip hooray you're our saving grace Here's to you You want a monument erected in your name And odds are we will tear it down When you leave as quickly as you came You want a place in the history books But noone has changed history With double talk and dirty looks Hip hip hooray you're our saving grace Here's to you and your poker face Hip hip hooray you're our saving grace Here's to you You heighten yourself to lower the blame And you martyr yourself to heighten the fame And you lower yourself to draw the compassion Here's to you You want a medal for the things you've done But if you ever really did a damn thing We would've gave you one You want a mountain with your face engraved So everyone will know the face when approached by to run away Hip hip hooray you're our saving grace Here's to you and your poker face Hip hip hooray you're our saving grace Here's to you Hip hip hooray you're our saving grace Here's to you and your poker face Hip hip hooray you're our saving grace Here's to you |
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from Head Automatica - Decadence (2004)
This is television, late night television, scripted with precision
A corner store pulp fiction sits where your heart isn't And with your eyes so green, and your pinkish theme You made an old friend seem rather dead to me Alas, the weapon sex can be Your body is a weapon and you're afraid it could get out A friend of the devil and you're afraid it could get out Don't say i don't cut when i do, i do, i do Don't say i'm lying when i'm true, i'm true, i'm true The razor You rub of suspicious, so vile and aniscious, with a heart so vicious And dare you ask what this is, this is so delicious To eat the best of you like the others do We take your pride from you The drive-in, the embassy, the jets, it's all the same to me Your body is a weapon and you're afraid it could get out A friend of the devil and you're afraid it could get out Don't say i don't cut when i do, i do, i do Don't say i'm lying when i'm true, i'm true, i'm true The razor (the razor) Don't say we're healing when it's just not what we do So many suitors, i don't even have a suit to wear So many influential fingers running through your hair I am the razor in the hands of your heart And i am the razor in the hands of god Don't say i don't cut when i do, i do, i do (i do, i do) Don't say i'm lying when i'm true, i'm true, i'm true (i do,i do) The razor (the razor) Don't say we're healing when it's just not what we do (the razor) Don't say we're healing when it's just not what we do (the razor) Don't say we're healing when it's just not what we do |
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from Head Automatica - Decadence (2004)
You'll never catch a penny-pinching liar off guard,
You can't escape the tension till it leaves you undone, You can't imagine passion till your hearts become one, And you'll never feel the rhythm until the beat has just begun. A thousand acts of thoughtlessness... A thousand acts of thoughtlessness... In and out, I'm dancing In and out, I'm dancing in your head I'm in your head.. In and out, I'm dancing In and out, I'm dancing in your head I'm in your head. Set against a ravishing backdrop, With a bleak and violent future, Now With no common cause here, We're marooned with the hungry vultures, yeah. So pack the clubs to the rafters, Dropping rhymes to the electrical sounds, We're beacons of light and hope here, We've got the room spinning round and round... In and out, I'm dancing In and out, I'm dancing in your head I'm in your head.. In and out, I'm dancing In and out, I'm dancing in your head I'm in your head. In and out, I'm dancing In and out, I'm dancing in your head I'm in your head.. In and out, I'm dancing In and out, I'm dancing in your head I'm in your head. Dance, party.. Plus destruction, Dance, party.. Plus corruption, Dance, party.. Plus destruction, Dance, party.. Plus corruption I'm in your head, I'm in your head, I'm in your head, I'm in your head... |
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from Head Automatica - Decadence (2004)
I can not cross the line again, Idolize the body and hand My head is hot enough to spin, running through the line in the sand No no no no, ohhh hungry and addicted again No no no no, ohhh almost with no conscience at all I can't take back the words, sorry for what you heard I can't reverse the hurt, but I keep blacking out Sorry for what i've done, my conscience weights a ton And I'm not the only one, but I keep blacking out I can not cross the line again, Reasoning my need to give in My blood grows all too cold again, running through the line in the sand No no no no, ohhh hungry and addicted again No no no no, ohhh almost with no conscience at all I can't take back the words, sorry for what you heard I can't reverse the hurt, but I keep blacking out Sorry for what i've done, my concious weights a ton And I'm not the only one, but I keep blacking out It seems I crossed the line again, Idolize the body and hand My head is hot enough to spin, running through the line in the sand No no no no, ohhh hungry and addicted again No no no no, ohhh almost with no conscience at all I can't take back the words, sorry for what you heard I can't reverse the hurt, but I keep blacking out |
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from Head Automatica - Decadence (2004)
Teen runaway, youth depraved, your time is almost here
Shimmies and shakes, stands by her side And whispers something in her ear "you can't go home high, not tonight" Go man go, saturn here we come And if you're in the know, Your soul's solid gold Teen runaway, youth depraved, grows tipsy off wine But baby makes a sweet embrace a gift so very hard to find "you can't go home high, not tonigh" Go man go, saturn here we come And if you're in the know, Your soul's solid gold Go man go, saturn here we come And if you're in the know Go man go, saturn here we come And if you're in the know |
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from Head Automatica - Please Please Please (2004)
You scream louder than fiction
And you get down on your knees And tear open your heart So I can love you and your disease You lick the hand that feeds you And kiss the blade that cuts I wanna fuck you in your gods hands When your praying bites the dust Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Let me anoint the lust inside you Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Let me devalue what's inside you Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now And I'll deny you Fact or fiction, fact or fiction, fact or fiction It's a mission to survive And learn to want you When I hate, when I hate What's all inside Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Let me anoint the lust inside you Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Let me devalue whats inside you Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now It's over [4x] If you scream louder than fiction And you get down on your knees And tear open your heart So I can love you and your disease You lick the hand that feeds you And kiss the blade that cuts I wanna fuck you in your gods hands When your praying bites the dust Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Let me anoint the lust inside you Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, Let me devalue what's inside you Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now Hollywood At night Hanging around If this is a must Then dying is a must right now |
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