1. |
World for Sale
03:14
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World for sale
Sweat stains
I lay awake
Inhale the black smoke surrounding me
Fever
No end in sight
Nicotine
Caffeine
Control the fight
Future
Think I’ve lost mine
Sold it all for below asking price
Punished
Thrown to the sea
Set the world aflame and then blame me
World for sale
Rent’s gone up
Gotta make a buck
There’s nothing left to give
And there’s nothing else to take
World for sale
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2. |
Re-Animator
02:44
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Again and again
You want it
You got it
You had it
You dropped it
You missed it
You fucked it
Again and again
You’ve done it all before
Again and again
Repeat forevermore
Again and again and again
Bones shatter from a long fall
Brains scatter from a cracked skull
Buried shallow in the back yard
Frustrated
Castrated
Masochism instinctive
You want it
You got it
You had it
You dropped it
You missed it
You fucked it
Again and again
You’ve done it all before
Again and again
Repeat forevermore
Again and again and again
Corpses ripped from the grave
The promise of death made in vain
Re-Animator
Again and again
Re-Animator
A repeat offender
You want it
You got it
You had it
You dropped it
You missed it
You fucked it
Again and again
You’ve done it all before
Again and again
Repeat forevermore
Again and again and again
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3. |
Wild Spirit
02:43
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Tell me what to do
Tell me who to be
Doesn’t really matter
It’s all the same to me
I can tell you feel it
Feel it in your head
Nothing ever changes but you keep pulling at the thread
Wild spirit
The kids are not alright
Yeah they’re all insane
Nothing’s getting better
Nobody feels safe
I got that wild spirit
An illness of the brain
The urge to burn it all down
Grows stronger every day
Wild spirit
Won’t you embrace it?
Free like running horses
Slave to mortality
Wild spirit
Won’t you embrace it?
Like a sweet aroma burning across an endless nightmare
We must force our existence upon the void
Wild spirit
Won’t you embrace it?
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I don’t wanna talk about it
I don’t wanna hear about it
I don’t wanna know about it
I don’t know jack shit about it
Don’t talk to me
I got nothing to say
I’m the enemy
You and I are not the same
I can tell you’re all about it
Yeah you’ll tell me all about it
Had you pegged before it started
Crystal clear
I fucking got it
Don’t talk to me
I got nothing to say
I’m the enemy
You and I are not the same
Don’t talk to me
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