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Shoegunk
02:27
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No one's drowning in shame
It's all a political game
We all need someone to blame
What's your daddy's name?
Are you ready?
Are you ready to go?
Still a scared little hoe?
Giving into their mind control
You're not ready to go.
Eyes burning
Stomach turning
Never learning
This world we created tossed all your dreams
Not many fish left in the sea
Thankfully, drugs grow on trees
Silence is a disease.
Are you ready to go?
Being kind is not something they know
Time to start the show
Sprinkled with Tarantino
No one talks enough
They just want to get fucked
Don't know how to dream
When they can't even see
(Shrugging off their cruelty)
My compassion is killing me.
We'll collect when we pass GO.
Pissin' on the blue manifesto
Time to go psycho
Take some paracetamol ;)
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Georgia Peach
03:18
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Did I tell you
You could kiss me?
Did I tell you
You could touch me there?
You told me that I taste like peaches
I won't save it for the preachers
Your own mother thinks you're the ghastliest of creatures
Did I tell you that you taste like shit?
Did I tell you
You could kiss me?
Did I tell you
You could touch me there?
I feel your hungry appetite
There will be blood on someone's hands, alright
Now, you think I'm sorta creepy
Wanting to get freaky
I've already told you
Take a hint.
Dream of dirty deeds
Commit atrocities
Hold on to your tongue
Let slip your secret fun
Under those layers of skin
Blood flows, veins show
Beneath the eyeliner
Sickness grows
Cause she knows
(Did I tell you?)
You told me to come back to yours (Hey baby, wanna come back to mine?)
Cause all you wanna do is talk (Hah!)
And ask me why I'm so negative (You're a bit of a gloomy-guts, aren't ya?)
I am pretty positive
That you'll be leaving by yourself (Hey, hey, HEY! You're goin' the wrong way!)
Did I tell you?
(That I came here for you? I only came here with my friend)
Did I mention?
(That you're kinda rapey? You're acting like a clown I'll never call you baby)
Did I tell you?
(Well now, I'll fucking tell you. You can sit your ass back down.)
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Trailer Trashed!
03:23
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I'm not good at speaking
So I'll put it in song.
I know that you're on my side,
You've been there all along.
These bitches are not my friend
They're just here for the medicine
Chew you up, spit you out again.
Let you crash from the heroine.
If you wanna take me down,
Darling, I will show you how.
First, I'll break break break...
I'll break you down.
When our heads clash
I'd watch your back
I learn things fast
I'm trailer trash
I'll be quite rash
I'll kick your ass
I'm trailer trash.
There's lots of conversations
With nothing being said.
Want to be done with these fools
And back with you in bed.
These bitches are not your friends
They'll take all your medicine.
Chew you up
Spit you out and then
Let.
You.
Crash.
1. 2. 3. 4. C R A S H
London Bridge is falling down
Under your weight, you two-faced clown
Twinkle Twinkle little star
Hope you get hit by a car
Eenie Meenie Miney Moe
You're not a tiger, you're a hoe.
Make you holler, take your soul
Never ever let you go
I know how to make you crack
Bend you over, break your back
I know how to make you crack.
I know how...
I'll make you crack
When our heads clash
I'd watch your back
I learn things fast
I'm trailer trash
I'll be quite rash
I'll kick your ass
I'm trailer trash.
Call me a bitch
Call me a witch
Call me anything you wish
You're just an ordinary chick
So boring and so full of shit.
These girls still trying to take me down
They think they all know how
You're all about to get de-crowned.
I'll smack you down
When our heads clash
I'd watch your back
I learn things fast
I'm trailer trash.
I'll be quite rash
I'll kick your ass
Get trailer trashed.
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Ketamean Kisses
04:50
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The ceiling is still breathing
But I am coming down
Not ready for you to see me
Not ready to hide my frown
I never wanted you to see
The darkness hidden inside me
Never want you to worry
Because dying is too easy.
Here we go, child
You're going down down
Here we go, child
Oh no, one more time now
Here we go child
You're going down down
Time to hold on now.
I told you to be better
I told you to be strong
I told you stop your bitchin'
I told you to hold on
Anybody listening?
Is anybody there?
No one is listening
Cause nobody cares
I'll try
But I'll smoke
To get by
Here we, child
Your time to drown drown
Here we go, child
The final meltdown
Here we go, child
Your mind's a ghost town
Here we go, child
The final showdown
(Cut open your stomach
Let the sickness spread)
No one's really living
Cause we're all just fucking dead (dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead!)
I'll cry
But I'll snort
To get by
The ceiling is still breathing
I am coming down
Don't want you to see
This plague inside me
(Darling, don't you know what you have done?)
Don't want you to worry (My dear, can't you see who you've become?)
Cause dying is too easy
Just want somewhere quiet (Just close your eyes, I'll take it all away)
Somewhere to lie my head (You'll never feel a thing)
Before my thoughts eat me alive, instead
I just want somewhere quiet (I'll take you somewhere quiet)
Just want somewhere quiet. (Just hold your breath. let the sickness spread)
Don't wake me from my slumber, hun (No one's really living)
Unless it's to get high (I'll take you somewhere quiet)
I just want somewhere quiet (Cut open your stomach)
I just want somewhere quiet (No one wants you living)
I JUST WANT SOMEWHERE QUIET (NO ONE WANTS YOU LIVING)
Just want some fucking quiet
(All just fucking dead. They're all just fucking dead).
I just want somewhere quiet...
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