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I see you across the bar
you're eyes are telling me
you wanna dance
my mind is saying:
no, no, no
but my hands are saying:
yes, yes, yes
so with blind inhibitions and a
sway to seize the forever alone day
into blind submissions and
in between our legs we swim away
hell yeah, we are all the bastard sons
and daughters of your epic failures
none of us are as lonely as all of us
so give in and drink up
running from father time
into the arms of mother god
it may take one shot or one too much
but we'll get along
(our hands clasped so tight)
I've been jonesing for some time
I needs my fix
(knuckles clinched white)
it may take more shots
but we got the groove
(as we dance into the night)
the night is young and we're in heat
it's time to get it on
(with the devil in the pale moon light)
forever and ever we dance
drooling on each other and
oh how it glistens and glistens
so night hear me I'm coming for you
oh and how we will glisten and glisten
darkness I'm coming for you
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Mass Genocide For Love
03:53
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loneliness or boredom?
I don't know what compels me
my key survival instinct
to procreate or die
more than that it's pleasure
I need companionship
a significant other
to make me feel alive
how will I find my blushing bride?
I've got to cleanse this motherfucker
eliminate undesirable types
right click, left click, enter, delete
these are my tools of mass genocide
online dating because I'm afraid of the light
Fuhrer Courtesan in binary disguise
but I don't know what to say
hello there, I am me
I'm searching for missus me
are you the missus me
who I onto this site to see?
oh fuck no, that band sucks
you're not culture enough
you have a squinty face
plan nine from outer space?
you say there's more to love
you're fat, just be straight up
where is my Eva Braun?
the perfect specimen
first the showers then the furnace
perfection my way come
but I don't know what to say
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I hope your smug sense of self-importance
keeps you warm alone at night
so hateful and weak when you speak
we're talking about academic philosophy
sew up your academics
into a self-serving blanket
ego trips as a cardigan
and may vanity cover your head
as only the worst kind of pride can.
you fucking douche
so why are you going home alone tonight?
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Damned Nation Lullaby
04:41
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all my inspirations are
dead or insane
what is there to say
everybodys running around
in cycles with the moon
captain the copies are
copying the copies of
copies of copies
and as we progress
we digress; a dog, a wolf,
a butterfly, a worm
remember the world
when it was wonderous and new
now a fading dream
draped in haze into omit
vaugely felt in a glance
glimmering deja vu
the hopeless know humiliation
contaminate then self impersonation
be careful of what you become:
a junkie
a desperate man
a fallen star, a loon
remember the words:
"when I was young"
This soul is mine
assured in depravity
dim and blond
bright and devious
This soul is mine
now an old flag faded, tattered and torn,
once glorious now abandon and abused
so sweet, accessible, intimate and familiar
my revered obtuse
This soul is mine
run to the shores of reason
but we're coming up on the bridge
and everyone's jumping off into
jagged blue white
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Punky Bruiser
03:57
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we hope the low lighting will hide the scars
and the music will drown out our fables
of a hero's quest
to stagger lees and learned fools
and tales of a land across the sea
to lushes and whores of stale dreams
and open sores, small talk to undercovers
provide small comforts in the barren
single serving friends and lovers
one shot at a time
desperate people, lost souls, emotional vampires
daddy's little princess, where did he touch you?
syncophants and leeches buttfucking you dignity
but hey, we're all here to have a good time, right?
we hope the morning light will bring a sense of rest
but what is rest when life is just moments?
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eyes light wide screams, all hail the passion king
kneeling before our queen, bowing heads as she sings
I will hug you with this gun
and ravage you in its warm embrace
I will love you with these fists
and kiss you with these bullets
into her firey eyes we sing
to swoon in a cold embrace of our queen's despondency
cheering her rejoicing melancholy
bathing in fire, burning with desire
together we writhe in ecstacy
spewing forth my putrids
every drop of your blood will know my passion
why do I need you to feel
why can't I breathe without you
my passion, my love, my everything
under a blood moon we sing once more your name
into the sky, despair queen
release me from your grace I cry
or I smother you with this knife
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