1. |
Islavista
02:37
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Virginity is such a shame
The sign for future shambles
Got lost in the search for blame
It’s pointing to them
Cos they didn’t care
He needed to feel it
Just ten years old is enough
For remorse
Starving out for love
They keep soft for other fingers
Good life’s for mindless toys
Fuck mindless toys
Girls always reject
He’s eager to touch them
Eighteen years old is enough
To spill blood
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2. |
Deliver Me!
01:39
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Rites of passage
And trips on acid
A death
A marriage
I do, I do, I do
Fail
Tie a sacred knot
I’m for sale
Deliver…
Oh, deliver me
Rites of passage
Life is so savage
I mourn, I manage
I do, I do, do drugs
Fail
In the parking lot
I’m for sale
Deliver… Oh, deliver me
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3. |
Summer Stains
01:02
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For good or for wrong
I’m spending all alone
My holidays
A total waste
A total waster
Locked in town
Isolated in
Summer stains (x4)
I’m just fifteen
Something’s wrong with me
No kissing girls
No having sex
No tripping on LSD
All by myself
Isolated in
Summer stains (x4)
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My money talks
I’m looking for a reason to keep it so
Very quiet
My money says
How many girls can you get?
I’m so alone
You lie - You say that it’s ok
But I know
That it’s true… Money buys me shame
Pornography
I’m looking for a reason to keep it so
Very quiet
I roam the streets
How many drugs can you get?
I don’t have a home… (It’s ok!)
You lie - You say that it’s ok
But I know
That it’s true… Money buys me shame
Money buys me shame
Money buys me game
Money isn't gay
Money fucks all day
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My name is Charles
I’ve seen nothing but crime
Mom was a drunk
She didn’t know who was my dad
It’s rather sad
My name is Ed
I’ve seen nothing but death
I used to play alone
all around the graves
bones and skin
To forget
You’re in a dumpster
The ones to forgive
You should look at yourself
We are the damned, we are the damned
But we’ve got nothing to regret
My name is John
My middle name is Wayne
Dad used to say
I was a fucking queer
And hit my clown face
With leather belts
Oh, that hurts
To forget
You’re in a dumpster
The ones to forgive
You should look at yourself
If you were me…
We are the damned
You would have done it just the same
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6. |
Good Morning Surgeon
01:37
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Rubber gloves
And white mask
She’s there with the surgical knife
Needle blood
Burning heart
She’s there with the surgical knife
Good morning surgeon
If you wanna cut me up
You only need to ask
You only need to ask
Just like love
At first sight
Poorly dressed for social contact
Poorly dressed for social contact
I think they should give more drugs (x3)
Good morning surgeon
If you wanna cut me up
You only need to ask
You only need to ask
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7. |
Peach Blitz
01:59
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Disclose your skins
As in magazines
Pretend a peach blitz
As if touched by mother supreme
Life. Sweet. Gross (x3)
Life. Sweet. Gross (x3)
Stay high on severed limbs
Spend time on idle trips
Your things, your status
Who’d give a fuck, indeed
Expose your fantasies
Expose your fantasies
Expose your fantasies
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8. |
Dog Breath
01:38
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Dog breath
Something to be missed
Forever
Night and day
Everything dies
Nothing will last in here
Like it or not
No single survivor
Dog breath
Something to be missed
Forever
Love or hate
Everything dies
Nothing will last in here
Ready or not
No single survivor
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9. |
Wish You Well
02:04
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I wish you all well
I wish you all well
I try to find my way
We try to find our way
It’s not a question of what you say or do
It’s just a feeling, I know that you’ll pull thru
I wish you all well
Bruises darken and swell
It’s not a question of what you say or do
It’s just a feeling, nothing left to choose
I wish you well
In life
Love is swell
A knife
I wish you well (4)
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10. |
Insanity Now
01:58
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Another day
Another heart attack
Another girl
Another shot
Every time we call
For each other’s
Inner guts
Bad things are coming
Why do we ask for pain
It’s time to start to panic
It’s happening again
Another day
Another brain collapse
Another girl
Another shock
Every time we fall
For each other’s
Inner guts
Bad things are coming
Why do we ask for pain
It’ time to check some habits
They know me very well
May God give this
Love blessed to dismiss
And cease to exist
Bad things are coming
Are we fucking insane?
It’s time to start to panic
I’m doing it anyway
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11. |
Bad Bromance
01:44
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Bro! Stay
All for one
We need no spppace
Listen
And embrace
Cos their world is deaf
Nobody mess with them
Bromance
Bro! For real
We keep fit, play the field
Women… y’know the deal
Our friendship’s sealed
Nobody mess with them
Bromance
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12. |
Heaven Eleven
02:02
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In Heaven lies are told
And everyone wears
Gold
In Heaven an angel stares
As benefits slowly unfold
His rosy smile
Cancer that grows
In Heaven stocks are sold
And everyone buys
Souls
In Heaven an angel flies
As everyone grabs a foothold
Our hungry smiles
Business that grows
Heaven has a key
Heaven has a golden key (2)
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