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i can't believe we met on this lonely crowded street
flashing identical bandoleers
if you were born in the gutter i was weened at your feet
watch out for flying native spears
i'm hip to your hypotenuse your geometric ways
your lion/lying lips are double stitched right below your waist
and those eyes you wear they wear me out
the weight you bear it tears me down
i'm falling apart i'm falling apart at the seams and you're just standing there
wearing that guerilla suit to try to scare me but it won't work
wearing that gorilla suit to try to scare me but it won't work
wearing that guerilla suit to try scare me but it won't work
wearing that gorilla suit to try and scare me but it won't
and i say captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain captain
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people say you're strange but i don't buy a word of it
people say stay away from her cause she's a sinking ship
people say i'm wrong that my brain operates like a burning bridge
i say feed the flames and watch them run away
and open up your chest for me and i will build a house
and peel apart your weathered scars and i will live there like a mouse
(meow meow meow meow)
and people say you're wild you've been christened a feral child
you need pornography to help you sleep at night
and they said i wrestled around for years with my own demise because
you had twin violins playing maladies through your eyes
and peal apart your weathered scars and i will build a house
and open up your chest for me and i will live there like a mouse
and we're not made for these times
and we're not built for speed
and we've been made to break down
and we've been made to need
pack the mules up
shoot the horses
pack the mules up
shoot the horses
pack the mules up
shoot the horses
skeleton in my bed
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they said i'm worn thin from wasting to much time
on your sidelines waving a sign that says i will work
for you but they don't know your kiss to me is a hatchet through my chest
that sends me down a flight of stairs hitting every step
and i swear to god
it's not my fault this mask i wear
it's not my fault this gloom i bare
it's not my fault this mask i wear
it's not my fault this gloom i bare
it's not my fault this mask i wear
it's not my fault this gloom i bare
and they said i'm tired from waiting around for you
the reasons i start fires is that's what lost men do
split dogs and hoof in mouth you are broken glass
don't care if i cut myself i'll crash into the crash
you stung me bad, what can i do?
but leave the stinger in so i won't forget you
you stung me bad, what can i do?
but leave the stinger in so i won't forget you
ahhhhh they said i'm wrong
ahhhhh i know i'm wrong
ahhhhh they said i'm wrong
ahhhhh i was born wrong
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in the darkness she moves with astonishing grace sarspirillsa
it drips down from her face
in the the darkness she moves with astonishing ease sarspirillsa
it drips down from her heaves, goodnight.
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I wanna be your your israeli goggles
Oh Native Indian Shadow Shadow
I wanna pee inside of your mouth
duck duck duck duck duck man hoof hand
see you cross the street it makes me stutter
I lock tom tom with da broiler
Ii wanna be your long lost limb
I cry alone i am so lonely
you got me feeling like a hang nail
Go White Face!!!
I saw you fall into a burning cauldron
I heard you call for help but i'm not coming
I saw me fall into a burning oven
I heard me call for help but you're not coming (not coming!)
you call me ling ling i'll call you panda fist
the sun burn like burn burn eye burn burn
i only mess around with girl's who lisp
la you make me feel like a lusty seagull
dust me off i'm a trophy wife
ah these titties are night time things
make fuck like dog bark moon make fuck like dog bark moon (woo oo)
you got me feeling like a hard on
Go White Face!!!
i saw you fall into a burning cauldron
i heard you call for help but i'm not coming
i saw me fall into a burning oven
i heard me call for help but you're not coming (not coming!)
Go White Face
Go White Face
Go White Face
Go White Face
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she says too much
when she sleepwalks around
her hips are a warm sarcophagus
she's so sadistic
when she's sober and oh,
self-destructive and sexy
when the weather's hot
oh and i want her to know
that my heart ain't carved of stone
oh and i want her to know
that my heart is on the road
she fences heartbreak across the border
and builds a better bird house out of oak (?)
she laughs when the main protagonist's family dies
and i wouldn't trust her when she drives toinght (?)
oh and i want her to know
that my heart ain't carved of stone
oh and i want her to know
that my heart is on the road
?
...bird shot and left in the desert to die
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...bird shot and left in the desert to drive (?)
and i want her to know
that my heart ain't carved of stone
and i want her to know
that my heart ain't carved of bone
and i want her to know
that my heart ain't a bar of soap
and i want her to know
that my heart is just as cold
what'll i do
what things do i do
even though i know we are
what should i say
it's already been said better
one hundred times before
it's so lovely
when the world's alive
...shoots words out of control (?)
it's so lovely
when the worlds collide
and the shit spins out of control
what'll i do
the things we do
even though we know we are
what should i say
it's already been said better
by someone else
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Wait for the rainstorm to come wash the scum off the streets you walk at night
You curse god for hindsight you're not scared by his light and charm
You painted his portrait on the inside of your toilet to remind you that he's gone
You break for the rainstorm to come wash the scum off the streets you walk at night
it's alright to wear your heart on the outside of your sleeve
you don't mind if it's cold out it's dark down by your street(?)
it's alright to wear your heart on the outside of your sleeve
you don't mind if it's cold out it's dark down by your street(?)
You break for the rainstorm to come wash the scum off the streets you walk at night
You curse god for hindsight you're not scared by his light and charm
You painted his portrait on all of your toiletry to remind you that he's gone
You break for the rainstorm to come wash the scum off the streets you walk at night
it's alright to wear your heart on the outside of your sleeve
you don't mind if it's cold out it's dark down by your street(?)
it's alright to wear your heart on the outside of your sleeve
you don't mind if it's cold out it's dark down by your street(?)
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before you know i'm swept away
watching my shadow eat off my plate
and i went to sleep a shell of a man
i woke up the same so i slept in again
before you know these days are gone
a roman candle fired at dawn
it was accidently discovered
you had cold blood running through your veins
when you cut your punch on a broken windo
and the blood froze like frost on the shattered pane
and you had a hunger growing inside you
that only bloodlust could ever fulfill
you extricated yourself to the jungle
to try to temper that instinct to kill
bury deep in the hot hot sand a portrait of your mothe
take those hands and kill that man standing in the mirror
you were raised as a wild wolf cub
although it seems you sleep like a lamb
you don't know what to do with her love
it's like a live grenade in your hands
your father warned you about temptation
and all the wicked women that it breeds
but when you met her you knew live was over
her damnation is what your body needs
bury deep in the hot hot sand
a portrait of your mother
take those hands and kill that man
standing in the mirror
bury deep in the hot hot sand
a portrait of your mother
take those hands and kill that man
standing in the mirror
bury deep in the hot hot sand
a portrait of your mother
take those hands and kill that man
standing in the mirror
i was raised on wolve's milk
though it seems i sleep like a lamb
and i was raised on wolves milk
though it seems i sleep like a lamb
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another day of rattling souls
hanging over your head
so you bought a crucifix
smeared across your breast
a dozen red rabbits-feet
hanging around your neck
so you bought a crucifix
smeared across your breast
i saw the devil in your eyes last night, and it scared me half to death
it's hard to think about haunting you, knowing you're possessed
man who makes you sick,
floats along on angels' wings
man who makes you sick,
floats along on angels' wings
man who makes you sick,
floats along on angels' wings
man who makes you sick,
floats along on angels' wings
if i bought you an elephant, would you ride it around?
if i bought you a cross to hang on, girl, would you burn it down?
if i told you i loved you, would you still kick me out?
if i told you i needed a boat (?) a fish in your mouth
another day of rattling souls
hanging over your head
so you bought a crucifix
smeared across your breast
a dozen red rabbits-feet hanging
hanging around your neck
so you bought a crucifix
smeared across your breast
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(Man Make Sick!)
(man who make you sick!)
MAN WHO MAKE YOU SICK!
MAN WHO MAKE YOU SICK!
MAN WHO MAKE YOU SICK!
MAN WHO MAKE YOU SICK!
MAN WHO MAKE YOU SICK!
MAN WHO MAKE YOU SICK!
MAN WHO MAKE YOU SICK!
MAN WHO MAKE YOU SICK!
HOHHHHH!
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you're a diamond in the rough, baby.
a werewolf on the hood of yer heartbreak.
you're a diamond in the rough, baby.
a werewolf on the prowl, come and save me.
sights are set ahead on mystic waters.
your thoughts are on a love you can't remember.
let's put a _____ into ______ weather
and when those bitter winds blow through we'll huddle together
you're a diamond in the rough baby.
a werewolf on the hood of yer heartbreak.
you're a diamond in the rough baby.
a werewolf on the prowl, come and save me.
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