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small victories
02:11
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i don't care about the punk kids, they hate everyone
we took a train to the hottest dark side of the sun
i forgot to look in the mirror today
let's call it something, a small victory
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a face i can hate
04:33
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how long does
it take to hate
my maker
my maker's face
i have hands, yes
i use them for
and on anything
the nothing i adore
this is a robbery of thought
these bridges i
cannot tear off
it gives me a face, a face i can hate
head, heart, and soul
(subtract the 12)
you'll find a mirror
and punch a hole
i paint myself
i fill this cave
a part of me
will not behave
it gives me a face, a face i can hate
and when they finally find the fake
who will they thank?
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human garbage
04:12
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im a freak im a mess
im a girl with no head
and my tattoo is lonely
it needs a new friend
someone to go set fires with
someone whos there constantly
my fingers have grown twisted from
pulling out the weeds from the bottoms of the soles
of our feet you see
its not the way that it feels on the outside
it makes us feel pretty and strong on the inside
giving up slowly and knowing you fought
but its hard being perfect when your teeth start to rot, yeah
left out on the porch
was hard enough then
but im still alive in this black plastic bag
yes i am
give it up for the modern men
who we all know could use a friend
give it up for the talisman
something to guide you to your bloody end
a song that lights your fire and then
the hotel youve been sleeping in
badumdumdada dum
you are a riot
with nobody there
and the lights slowly shut off,
they all turn and stare
when i see you thru the cracked window
oh my head goes
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you left me staring at the wall
its unpleasant!
and your heart is full
of bloody insects!
the tv knows the answer
youre a terrible dancer
i'll grow numb from the stillness
then write sick songs about it
the neighborhood kids are gathering in the street theyre staring down the eyes of an open sewer grate there is something down there
some things i wish i never knew
some things i wish i never heard
some things i wish i never saw
some things i wish i never thought
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no eyed girl (sinner)
03:56
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our time has come to
my ears are swollen shut
our legs are sown to
the floor and we are done
for
like an atom bomb you take no time
and we are incidental in your mind
you better run run run
you better run run run
hold on to
your head (you might lose it Beth)
give in, head rests,
where are you?
give in, shut down,
i was a paper bag before my head wore out
(leave me to my own devices, you know that i settle well
i couldn't wait to hold my own hand, maybe feed myself
if i know one thing its that we all need help
i had a face that i wanted to kill)
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tin man
04:57
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if i wore red i'd be in rome
if i had a band i'd be alone
pick up the phone and scream until
i had a record i could sell
if i had hair id wear it up
if i had legs i wouldn't drown this time around
and if i bled it would be nice
to know that something's in there after all
i'd kick the bucket 7 times
if i had soul id sell it quick
and i'd write folk and cabaret
but without soul it's hard to feel
i'd leave out my guitar to steal
it hurts to rhyme, yeah every word
no one can feel the nothing that i feel
i could convey it in a sound
that makes your eardrums spin around
i'd harmonize until my heart explodes
i want to play the way
i do in my head
the glory days they don't exist anymore
and if i had a can for a head, yeah
that would be wise
and maybe someday i'll learn to take my own advice
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16 bullets
02:33
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this house is yours, mine and theirs, it's unsaid
you are here, so i move to the very next state
and ive done many things that i regret
it makes me think that i deserve 16 bullets to the head
1 for making friends
2 for taking up chess
3 for wanting a place to hide
i have a hard time pretending that youre still here
cause a hologram is better than the real thing
you wake up, im not there, a sigh of relief and you disappear
its alright, i'll stay in my bed
4 for wanting space
5 for saying hate
6 for having a head that is bigger than this
7 for sleeping in
8 for hating gin
9 for all the electro shock therapy
16 bullets to the head
10 for liking men
11 from the government
12 for dyeing my hair
13 for not wanting to share
14 for picking my nails
15 for all the white lies
16 for having a head and a heart and two eyes
16 bullets to the head
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jeffery's dead
02:07
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he never had a heart to start
his fingernails were made of plastic
i found him in my bed one day
and that is where he lays
bought him on the internet for 14.99
i wonder why
cuz all he does is sit around and cry, oh
jeffery's dead
i hide him in the space between the dresser and the floor
he never has to put on makeup
or fix his hair in the morning
and when i dream i have nightmares about his ugly plastic skin
it's creepin up the walls in my bedroom and he is there smilin
oh jeffery why are you still here
you have a hole in your head somewhere
oh jeffery you should disappear
we have no use for you here
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soiled, infested songs of rapture
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