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H8 U
02:53
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Ready or not, here I come
I'm bursting from the heart of the sun
I'm bullets flying out of your gun
And splintering right into your bones
I'm found my way into your head
I'm haunting you before I'm dead
I'm flowing all around in your blood
Your veins are coming out with a flood
I don't need nothing from you
I h8 everything you do
I don't want nothing from you
I h8 everything you do and you do and you do
Everything little thing that you take
And every little heart that you break
On every flesh claim that you stake
Cause every little part of you's fake
I
don't need nothing from you
I h8 everything you do
I don't want nothing from you
I h8 everything you do and you do and you do
I am the crack in your armour
Caught like flies by a spider
I am the wheels on your karma
Real like the coke on your rider
I am the crack in your mirror
Caught like flies by a spider
I am the wheels on your karma
I am the crack in the I am the crack in the
I don't need nothing from you
I h8 everything you do
I don't want nothing from you
I h8 everything you do and you do and you do
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Hurricane
03:03
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We could get naked in a Soho Bar
The urgent nightmare and the superstar
We let the wind blow through our bones
And break our wings with sticks and stones
Load Universe, Fire at Brain
We’re in the Eye of the Hurricane
Load Universe, Fire at Brain
We’re gonna get gonna get blown away.
I give you something and you give me more
Will we forget what we’re dying for?
‘Cause I am you and you are me
We’re tangled up in our chemistry
Load Universe, Fire at Brain
We’re in the Eye of the Hurricane
Load Universe, Fire at Brain
We’re gonna get gonna get blown away.
We’re gonna get blown away.
We’re in the eye of the Hurricane
Load Universe, Fire at Brain
We’re in the Eye of the Hurricane
Load Universe, Fire at Brain
We’re gonna get gonna get blown away.
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3. |
The Last Time
04:15
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Take the death of a dream to break the circuit again
Got the strength of a coward with the weakness of ten
Slipping out between stitches I forget who I am
This disease is contagious like a battering ram
I don't need a confession to remember my sin
Need a panacea for the state that I'm in
I climb into a bottle give me whiskey or gin
Just remove the sensation to kill all the pain
And I saw your face for the last time
Through the haze of cocaine and red wine
And I really loved you all this time
Through the broken windows, kicked down doors
I cracked my shell up for the last time
Give me some sense of justice I deserve what I get
I forgot to be present when I had to collect
But I lost what mattered in the moments
I left out on the pavements scattered with my lines of regret
And I saw your face for the last time
Through the haze of cocaine and red wine
Anna, I really loved you all this time
Through the broken windows, kicked down doors
I cracked my shell up for the last time
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4. |
End Of Forever
03:39
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Well hello, I don't care where you are
Oh you could rule like a Tsar
Or you can glitter like a star
Because I'm innocent like a president
I can reign fire from the sky
Your little peaces bore me
If I explode you can't ignore me
What I give, I can take it away
Let you live, I could take it all away
It's the end of forever and forever will end
Well hello, I don't care who you are
Oh you could tell me how you feel
Or you could reinvent the wheel
Oh I think it's time for another scene
This time with fireworks and a guillotine
Your little speeches bore me
If I erupt you can't ignore me
What I give, I can take it away
Let you live, I could take it all away
It's the end of forever and forever will end
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5. |
Count Up To Five
03:43
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As I reach the end
I'm sitting on the corner, bleeding friends
I want you to know
That your stonewall looks like snow
You better wrap it up, time to go.
I won't count up to ten, I just count up to five
The half empty promises that turned into lies
I won't count up to ten, I just count up to five
The semi precious faces behind the disguise
I won't count up to ten I just count up to five
My moment passed
Here's my next moment coming fast
Better hold on tight
We might as well enjoy the fight
Remind ourselves that we're alive
I won't count up to ten, I just count up to five
The half empty promises that turned into lies
I won't count up to ten, I just count up to five
The semi precious faces behind the disguise
I won't count up to ten I just count up to five
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6. |
Suicide Girl
03:27
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I met her down in old Soho
Where the stakes get high
When the lights get low
She said “Pretend that we’re in love
And I’ll show you exactly
What I’m made of”
And she did
She wrapped her legs around my hips
Dissolved in kisses
On my lips
Made our bodies melt and move
As the music danced us
Through the roof
My little suicide girl,
My little phantom lover
The last time that I saw my girl
She turned her back on this twilight world
Our story brazen on her skin
A kaleidoscope in poisoned ink
My little suicide girl,
My little phantom lover
Stay With Me
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Pennies
04:03
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I believe in a little peace of everything in a little piece of you
A little piece of what I’m told and in a little peace of truth
A penny for your thoughts, a smile for your soul
Beware of what you wish for because a little might come true
Remember where you started off cause you’ll be going back there soon.
Lick your perfect lips cause the pennies want to kiss you baby
we can sell you out in the cold
Slick your perfect hips cause the pennies want to suck you baby
We can sell you out in the cold
A penny for your thoughts, a smile for your soul
I’m falling into this black hole, I’m not the only one to go
And when I see you down here with me be sure to say “Hello”
Lick your perfect lips cause the pennies want to kiss you baby
we can sell you out in the cold
Slick your perfect hips cause the pennies want to suck you baby
We can sell you out in the cold
A penny for your thoughts, a smile for your soul
Do you do you do you wanna change?
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8. |
Voices
03:37
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I think I got lost on my way to reality
I think I left part of my mind in a fantasy
I think the moon came out and shed its light in me
I think I need to learn to shake this insanity
24 hours later I’m the enemy
24 hours later I got voices telling me to go back home
We could take turns to try to punch holes into the sky
Better to burn in hell than be bored in paradise
24 hours later I’m the enemy
24 hours later I got voices telling me to go back home
Because the voices in my head are telling me I’m already dead
Because the voices in my head are telling me I’m already dead
I think I got lost on my way to reality
I think I left part of my mind in a fantasy
24 hours later I’m the enemy
24 hours later I got voices telling me to go back home
Because the voices in my head are telling me I’m already dead
Because the voices in my head are telling me I’m already dead
Whatever I should say, I’m worthless anyway
Whatever I should do, the voices told me to
I got nothing left to say, I’m worthless anyway
Whatever I should do.
Because the voices in my head are telling me I’m already dead
Because the voices in my head are telling me I’m already dead
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9. |
Electrical Storm
04:19
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There's sickness spreading over me
As I manifest my destiny
This electrical storm brewing up in my arms
Lightning strike in the room as we sound the alarm
Blow the circuitry out with a prayer or a shout
Come to kill us again with the sword in the pen
I fight until the sky turns black
I hold the raging oceans back
Through the golden dawn of history
I soldier on to victory
This electrical storm brewing up in my arms
Lightning strike in the room as we sound the alarm
Blow the circuitry out with a prayer or a shout
Come to kill us again with the sword in the pen
I dream you love
Wherever you go whatever you do
I'll be with you
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10. |
Violate
04:19
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Look up in the sky, the sun's getting hotter
Burn the skin off your back, better jump in the water.
I got sodium pit stain, back door energy,
Speed freak, crack whore, nicotine junky's space to violate
Some weird sin, I think that I'm guilty
Because a little red dog ran off with my sanity
I got sodium pit stain, back door energy,
Speed freak, crack whore, nicotine junky's space to violate
Well the city's got its hook in me
I gotta violate to set me free
This city's got its hook in me
I gotta violate to set me free
Seeing all the fire in the cigarette traces
We're shooting up stars and sucking down faces
I got sodium pit stain, back door energy,
Speed freak, crack whore, nicotine junky's space to violate
Well the city's got its hook in me
I gotta violate to set me free
This city's got its hook in me
I gotta violate to set me free
V.I.O.L. Ation
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