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Alright
01:13
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I never said I don’t wanna go to bed
But my nose just made love to this mirror instead
I’m a trigger waiting for a magazine
Put it in real slow cause I wanna feel everything
Crutches keep me up when I’m caught up in the sway
The crowd keeps yelling but I have nothing to play
Feet have been broken since the start of the march
On the table operators cut me open in the dark
It’s alright
My head is a tightrope with no opposing end
Paradise is never the beginning of the trip
To a place so hot where you’re grinding down your teeth
Where the devil’s always hangin in the passenger seat
I was raised up a flower but ended up a stone
Followed all those sign, but ended up alone
Eyes are getting darker and colder with the days
But I can still see everything from the woods thru the trees
It’s alright
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2. |
Genesis
04:17
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Take my hand
Walk me through your fuckin footsteps on the sand
In the clouds of paradise
So what’s the plan now
That we’ve died upon the table
Your bloody hands will
Leave your legacy behind
In the garden of sin
These snakes are slitherin
Through my eyeballs eating new holes inside of my head
I’ll eat that fruit that I bear
I won’t feel sick or unaware
Just return to the dirt where you came from
Return to the dirt where you came from
We were ashes
You said we were fuckin pure
You took some lashes
Beatings for my fucked up thoughts
We eat your flesh now
Drink your blood to feel alright now
We sit here laughin
We were all fucked up on drugs
In the garden of sin
These snakes are slitherin
Through my eyeballs eating new holes inside of my head
I’ll eat that fruit that I bear
I won’t feel sick or unaware
Just return to the dirt where you came from
Return to the dirt where you came from
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3. |
In Trouble
03:14
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I kinda feel like I’m in trouble now
Cause I don’t know if I’m a little alive
I’m bleeding from all of these papercuts
My eyes are popping out all the time
Dancing through workweeks in slurry sways
Everyone ends their lives in these different ways
Insides pounding
Palms are sweating
Dreams are haunting
So mesmerizing
Taking a minute to figure the score
Taking a piss on it and calling it yours
Praying to god for changes of heart
Playing along doing these deeds in the dark
I kinda feel like I’m in trouble now
Cause I don’t know if I’m a little alive
I’m bleeding from all of these papercuts
My eyes are popping out all the time
Dancing through workweeks in slurry sways
Everyone ends their lives in these different ways
Feeling Crazy
So damn lazy
It’s so exciting
Relative sighing
Programmed to roll with the punches
I just relied on you to be honest
Believed in singing those same fuckin songs
All these fuckers are just singing along
I kinda feel like I’m in trouble now
Cause I don’t know if I’m a little alive
I’m bleeding from all of these papercuts
My eyes are popping out all the time
Dancing through workweeks in slurry sways
Everyone ends their lives in these different ways
It’s a destiny calling but you slept through the rings
It’s a destiny calling but you’re still fast asleep
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4. |
Unclean
04:06
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Put your hands on me
Like a fever dream
Perfectly so unclean
Just how we used to be
This twin sized bed
The curves of your body
It was a long fall while you stared off
Tried to play it straight but it felt wrong
Put your hands on me
Press your crooked smile against my crooked teeth
Ya had enough to drink?
Cause I know the real you wants nothing to do with the real me
No point to call it out now
Never a choice but just to leave it alone
So give 'em what they want now
Creatures are starving and they're calling for blood
No point to call it out now
Never a choice just fuckin leave it alone
I guess it's all our faults now
Traded our lives for just the comfort of home
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