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Sunken Eyes
01:53
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Our sunken eyes have learned to dry out,
These swollen lips begin to shout.
For all the days that have gone by now,
The time of youth replaced with doubt.
I can see the
I can see the pain
In you, in me
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Terror
04:04
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I'm not the man I used to be.
I'm somewhere halfway in between
An empty ghost and your machine.
I find it hard, so hard to breath.
This is Terror.
The ones we care for but never there for.
Without a trace, we stay in place
This is terror.
Now lost on land and swain at sea,
I'm half remorse half apathy.
I lie and cheat and fuck and flee.
Break down hard, begin to bleed.
This is Terror.
The ones we care for but never there for.
Without a trace, we stay in place
This is terror.
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3. |
Built to be Last
03:47
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I’m mostly alchohol at this point
Our common crimes have passed
I’m not alone, we die together.
We were built to be last.
Starve our souls
And Take control
Scream until it hurts,
We were not made from dirt.
Pulling teeth from bloody stones,
Tearing skin from broken bones.
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Savage Age
03:22
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It’s gonna be a dirty ride,
We’re gonna have a filthy time
It’s never quite the way you dream
Romance is dead, Let’s make a scene.
This time and place we stay awake.
These necks and promises we break.
We live in fear of lives we lead.
We fight with hands that feed.
You and I were made to die
And try and find a scene.
It’s them or us to spit and cuss
Sit and shit and scream.
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5. |
Legs of Gold
02:06
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She’s head to toe,
With legs of gold.
A heart of rust
From being sold.
Got diamond tits
And ruby hips.
An appetite
To starve the soul.
We came to party,
We’re gonna tear this fucker down.
Let’s get it started
We’ll burn it to the ground.
Those crimson lips
That stain the skin
Like cigarettes
And wasted gin.
She walks away
On legs of gold
She keeps ‘em closed,
We can’t get in.
We came to party,
We’re gonna tear this fucker down.
Let’s get it started
We’ll burn it to the ground.
I’m sure I’m loosing my mind,
Find it hard to keep in time.
My neck these hands that bind,
I cannot breathe this time.
We came to party,
We’re gonna tear this fucker down.
Let’s get it started
We’ll burn it to the ground.
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6. |
A Hero for Heroin
03:22
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Everybody's Home. Nobody's Alone
Saints are tainted with painted faces.
Should I
Run these races with undone laces?
Mistakes that shake the fate of my days.
Should I
Pay the prices or stay in vices?
Everybody's Home
Nobody's Alone
A hero for heroin. With arms to put the needles in.
Out of the spotlight. And into the hot knives.
No winter for this night. We fall through the sky.
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