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Early one morning shattering life in the face
The finest creative loss of grace
Out of heartshot with no hope meet the people try to cope
Nod the head with distraction faces flirt for your reaction
With a grin over again start the day anothers whim
Nice to nightmare she's a sleeping beast
Lie the same dear anguish is your feast
Frighten the peaceful powerless thought in the head
With decree attorney singe my dread
In the darkness know it well siege of face love to tell
How and why its indecision notice change by shapeshifting
From the real sacred seal rip with sex intelligent sneer
Resist the useless aggravation kicked in teeth
The blankness created forms a wreath
Slap the coffin hear no shout feel the courage seeping out
Plunge the knife with no reason slash the name within season
Slump retreat run again ride the pain going insane
Very same morning shattering life in the face the finest creative
Loss of grace find the truth far to down bring it up sense will drown
Inside review sense elation can't regain the motivation
Piercing probing is disturbing drove to me I'm not worth knowing
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"I've got no fucking monitor"
"I've got no fucking monitor"
all your fucking monitors
Seeing through the keyhole
Watching master beating her
Creep (video?) (hits?/eats?) her
Faced with death
(Ratting?) you
Great to be a k-9 closer to (unasured?)
(Watch?) your rich perversions
Wouldn't you think I have no thought
Wouldn't you think I have no thought
It's a strange decision when the foe bears the control
When with (them?/pain?) I sit in dung crying through a purr-snore
When I've got the hunger rest (in peace?) so he'll be there
With the last attatchment food withdrawal I cannot bear
Simple calculation now the steps are (false rich?)
Shot claw
Vision recked
K-9
(?voices in backgrnd)
It's not fit to piss in
Why not move so I won't stay
Kick me out in out
(Toss?/Force?) my effects (inside the ???/in solitairy?/in solidarity?)
Worry (understand?/understatement?)
Open your eyes thanks for a kick
Feign emotion don't turn around
K-9
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I swear I'm innocent. I know who it is, I know who the monster is. ????? I swear I know who it is. Allright Charlie, lets hear it. What are you waiting for? Come on Charlie, come on. ????? You gotta' let me out What's the matter with you peaple? Now stop. ????? Do you understand the procedeure now? Just stop a few of their machines, their radios, their telephones and lawnmowers. Throw them into darkness for a few hours then stand back and watch the pattern. And the pattern is always the same?
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Scream pain
Screech for life
Grown ice cold
Sold out with a snare
Bleeding under the snow
Can't see
Can't relate
Poured aside my soul
Fanned out pour disguise
Feeling fortunate stone
??? vicious feel
In the midst of hole
Feedback
Frigid words
Smoldering its coal
Shooting
First flight
Tears of my
Quiet solitude
Taste ??? pride
Lessen time with you
Free a layer from the noise
No ??? cruel
Never was satisfied
Always ??? in a scene
Under ??? always
Dirt defy never seen
???
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??? depart
Why aren't there
Growing clear
Shoot ‘em
Shooting
First flight
Tears of my
Quiet solitude
Can't ???
Can't see cant relate
Poured aside my soul
Fanned out poor disguise
Feelings fortunate stone
Black hearse
It's alright
Inner shred with gun
Fear smashing into life
Were it not been done
Shooting first flight
Tears of my quiet solitude
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(high vocals that start in left channel):
??? somebody
Such a chemical
??? someone ask me
Rain, rain, rain, rain on a b note song
??? I keep trippin with that same old paw
??? for the future
red same old ball
Keep skipping up that dumb wall
The chemical represses all
I don't wanna let it happen
I ???
On a street on a corner
Ooh, I don't want you
I keep trippin
I get a vision of all
I got to get it
I got to go where I always was
I don't know
I keep skipping
I want to find a type of drug
Time is your reach, reach out
Time for your cancer melt
Your lines
Its cute
(Low vocals that start in right channel):
They take ??? species of canine to the end
When I had that position they would take these nails and drive them through the skin at the edge of my fingers
On both hands so I wouldn't move them anymore
On both hands so I wouldn't move them anymore
??? plastics caps put them in my head
Up the back of my head
They would take the ??? start drive down it would, I would quiver put my eyes in the position ??? back
22 yards
When I had that position they would take these nails and drive them through the edge of the skin
Through the edge of the skin
When I had that position they would take 200 nails and drive them though the skin at the edge of my fingers
I couldn't move them anymore
I couldn't move them anymore
Anymore
Anymore
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(something buried in intro about 20 seconds in)
"can't believe he's gotten it all sorted?"
Never in fear
Redder roar flare
Follow round
Lock 'em in sight
I'm sore in a masterpiece
And I creep creep creep
Creep creep creep for a solid place
Ooh, you're frightened of reality
Insomnia stands by me with glee
Oh, sore in a masterpiece
And I creep creep creep
Creep creep creep for a solid place
Urchin legion
In the night time
Fortune all feasts
Faschists for peace
That's reason I fashioned darkness
Lot of love lost over all costs
I'm sore in a masterpiece
And I creep creep creep
Creep creep creep for a solid place
Ooh, you're frightened of reality
Insomnia stands by me with glee
(shot?/shock?)
I'm sore in a masterpiece
And I creep creep creep
Creep creep creep for a solid place
Ooh, you're frightened of reality
Insomnia stands by me with glee
(I'm all better?)
Forget it forget it
Cry (for sanity?yourself to sleep?us inbetween?your savage way?)
I'm sore in a masterpiece
It's not my fault
(stuff in background distorted)
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I forgot to say that ?????-degrees in the city now will be comming in the excess of real, real, great, great, in way, now way yeah? Yeah? I'm not going to be understanding of a single dang thing that you've done. ????? This start for todays dance is failing. Do you think it's really happening for everybody? Your's forever. It's like everyone is dead at the bigtop. Huh? oh, sorry. Comming up next we've got real some great new wave someof this stuf you can already hear forever and ever, yeah forever and ever. Don't forget to die! call ????? 555-3702 Don't forget to be killed, Yeah, it's gonna' be great. Yeah, definately.
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You're so damned intimidating
No fucking problem
People picking about stop anybody's fucking voice
The city in the bay…so watching …
I never wanted to see your shapeless hope
The time brushes into know how we're known
The soul that creates the shapeless
I know you dream and dream
It's, it doesn't matter
It's the twentieth…
Who they are
…hope…calling to the sea
Everybody makes top dollar low rent
Whipped cream
Sauce
Standing a waste on its shape
Standing a waste
Standing a waste
Let it go
Its lost now let it go
Break it
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withered rope you hang what's empty can't remain to put it simply
in time cry the hollow words to sing with false disguise
smothered hope fly from sorrow for a new divine tomorrow
i just don't want to know anymore life shifts up and down
everybody knows it's wrong
why don't you care? now do it seem fair?
it's not in the rhyme or reason so it goes with every season
crawl to top fall through bottom first hand love is really rotten
slice of life find what's plenty inch towards a sanctuary
[fight/light] with me inside the womb
i know everyone everybody knows it's me
it's my voice my voice cries out obscenity
sightless eye regard my past sometimes it should
i just don't want to know anymore
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Oil remove shred and tear radiation vapour air
It's the fear so unclear man in motion going nowhere
In our homes stuck in the face spread the word to the populace
Yellow journal yellow journal set the pace feel the rage
Manifestations of a sort so insidious off the point
Simple solution never confusion sport a gun kill a cop
Crazy world of weary thought so receive me had enough
Lock me up
Lock me up
Rot and assimilate
So hot to annihilate
Deviation tonic mess prolonged existence innocence
Is he who speaks isn't weak wheelchair virtue so to speak
Bubonic plague the truth of aids immunity avoid decay
In the trench of pestilence the bible screams announce your faith
Mutterings of death to bring suffocate a newborn thing
Degradation of an age venereal it's all sensation
Protect design the moral plan infallible as propaganda
Completely black with no steps back
Hot to assimilate
We'll rot or annihilate
Agony profusely stains the inner thinking of the brain
Accusations clanking chains experiments with the groans of pain
All prefer no one blames the terror in an animal's screams
In cages our future - the answers insane
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