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Flagellate The Seeds
05:11
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Fill me with your lies
Eat me with your eyes
Aerial attack
Better watch my back
Now I can see your ulterior motives
And it saddens me to say I agree
Wash it til it bleeds
Flagellate the seeds
Can't you see me through
I stare into you
Scream into my soul
Dig yourself a hole
I just cannot try
For fear I shall die
Somehow I just cannot win like I should've
Can't you give some sympathy, yeah
Wash it til it bleeds
Flagellate the seeds
Can't you see me through
I stare into you
Wash it til it bleeds
Flagellate the seeds
Can't you see me through
I stare into you
Wash it til it bleeds
Flagellate the seeds
Can't you see me through
I stare into you
Wash it til it bleeds
Flagellate the seeds
Can't you see me through
I stare into you
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What a Rough Life
05:14
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Synthetic and authentic
In perfect harmony
The right ear is the real one
The left a mockery
The genuine and false are
Collaboratively in style
Style
Synthetic and authentic
In perfect harmony
The right ear is the real one
The left a mockery
The genuine and false are
Collaboratively in style
Style
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Idioteque
03:28
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Who's in a bunker
Who's in a bunker
Women and children first
And the children first
And the children
Laugh until my head comes off
Swallow until I burst
Until I burst
Until I
Who's in a bunker
Who's in a bunker
Well I've seen too much
I haven't seen enough
I haven't seen it
Laugh until my head comes off
Swallow until I burst
Until I burst
Until I
Here I'm allowed
Everything all of the time
Here I'm allowed
Everything all of the time
Ice age coming
Ice age coming
Let me hear both sides
Let me hear both sides
Let me hear 'em both
Ice age coming
Ice age coming
Throwing me in the fire
Throw it in the fire
Throw it in the
We're not scaremongering
This is really happening
Happening
We're not scaremongering
This is really happening
Happening
(I'm a dumbass and forgot the following lyrics:
"Robots working
Mobiles chirping
Take the money, run
Take the money and run
Take the money")
Here I'm allowed
Everything all of the time
Here I'm allowed
Everything all of the time
The first of the children
The first of the children
The first of the children
The first of the children
The first of the children
The first of the children
The first of the children
The first of the children
The first of the children
The first of the children
The first of the children
The first of the children
The first of the children
The first of the children
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[Untitled]
05:47
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Once there was a drug
Could cure any sick mind
Could cure any sick heart
Was lethal injection
It came in a blowdart
Oh it's much fun
To watch the dog run
From grandfather's shotgun
Rusted guitar strings
Like useless old playthings
Fretboard like acid
Wish that I had did
That which you couldn't
If you would could you
Find me in the deep blue
Ocean of saltwater
Like someone's lost daughter
Going on nameless
Roaming the hallways
Be with her always
Never forget you
Wish that I had to
Forget what I had done
Although it seemed like fun
At the time, crazy
Perhaps I was lazy
Looking for wishes
Piling up dishes
My throat like a day-bed
One more pillow 'neath your head
Fruit for your basket
Sleep in a casket
Living in daydreams
Floating through soft cream
Beautiful golden locks
Pelted by hard rocks
Stoned like an infidel
Pray I won't go to hell
I always loved her
Never above her
Always beside you
Now I can't guide you
Searching at midnight
Stars shine like daylight
Shadows on stairways
Like daemons on airways
Kill you with static
They hide in my attic
And under your bedframe
No need to be ashamed
Critically acclaimed
Music and voices
And depressing noises
Come from my brain stem
Wish I could hear them
Where are you hiding
Maelstrom subsiding
Beer in a soup can
Wish I could see them
Thousands of bubbles
Popping, sans troubles
I wish that I could care
I can't find you anywhere
Oh well, just screw it
I guess that I blew it
Oh well, just screw it
I guess that I blew it
Oh well, just screw it
I guess that I blew it
Oh well, just screw it
I guess that I blew it
Oh well, just screw it
I guess that I blew it
Oh well, just screw it
I guess that I blew it
Blew it
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