1. |
Loitering with the Devil
03:39
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Verse:
Death defying, on a Wednesday
Wipe my smiling, put some tears on
The firemen turn it to an ashtray
I just wanted to see
Interrogation, melodrama
I’ve got them fooled, at least it seems so
They hook me up to their machine now
I told you everything
I swear it’s not my gasoline
Chorus:
Something’s gotta give
Scraping at the bottom
So burn and let me live
Smoke em ‘if you got em’
Smoke em’ if you got em’
Verse 2:
They locked me up for lighting matches
Pad my cell out, keep me dosed up
Pre-pubescent, hardened killer
I think when I’m out
I’m gonna burn the fucker down
Chorus:
Something’s gotta give
Scraping at the bottom
So burn and let me live
Smoke em ‘if you got em’
Smoke em’ if you got em’
Bridge:
I’m cold to the touch
With smoke filling my lungs
How did it go this far
I’m cold to the touch
With smoke filling my lungs
How did it go this far now
Chorus:
Something’s gotta give
Scraping at the bottom
So burn and let me live
Smoke em ‘if you got em’
Smoke em’ if you got em’
Smoke em ‘if you got em’
Just smoke em’ if you got em’
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2. |
Brain Clot Variety Hour
01:53
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Verse:
She’s a jumbo jet in a mason jar
Palindrome in love, sure as shit we’ll get far
Cellophane all fears, keep them cool on ice
When the party dies down
It’ll be me and you in the end
Kicking rocks all night like we’re paid for it
Ditching doors, scraping knees on pavement
Cut our palms open, shake with steaming wounds
When the party dies down
It’ll be me and you in the end
Bridge
When the party dies down it’ll be me and you
When the party dies down it’ll be me and you
When the party dies down it’ll be me and you
When the party dies down it’ll be me and you
When the party dies down it’ll be me and you
When the party dies down it’ll be me and you
When the party dies down it’ll be me and you
When the party dies down it’ll be me and you
Brain clot
Brain clot variety hour
Brain clot variety hour
Verse 2:
On a spit caked curb in each other's arms
Under influence, feeling good, no harm
Then the morning comes, and we’re off to work
Yeah the party died down, but it’s me and you in the end
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3. |
Per the Doctor's Orders
03:00
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Verse:
Per the doctor’s orders
You put me in the ground
Bludgeoned, dismembered
Never to be found
It’s a slippery slope with you
Always a slippery slope with you
Barreling down the freeway
Thrill of the kill
Still there, burning
You never got your fill
But you know what you did was wrong
But you don’t care as long as I’m gone
Chorus:
And you feel the fabric
Of your very being begin to rip
And you feel so worthless
So you kill me
Yeah you kill me
Verse 2:
Chewed down to the quick dear
You’re looking like a mess
Tweaked out, ruptured
You’ve cracked under the stress
And you are losing precious sleep
Over the placement of my body
Chorus:
And you feel the fabric
Of your very being begin to rip
And you feel so worthless
So you kill me
Yeah you kill me
You kill me
You kill me
You kill me
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4. |
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Verse:
I’ve been tripping all over myself
And I’m coming back for more
You struck me dumb, no bullshit here, no
I’ve been lying to myself all this time
I need you far more than I let on
But you already know
Chorus:
I wanna be the thorn in your side
Little splinter living there
Don’t pull me out
I’m lodged too far in
Verse 2:
Seems that every time your eyes meet mine
I melt into the floor
Seep into the cracks
And I stick to the bottom of your shoes
I’ve been keeping to myself a long time
No one wants their blood drawn from a rose stem
Chorus:
I wanna be the thorn in your side
Little splinter living there
Don’t pull me out
I’m lodged too far in
I wanna be the thorn in your side
Little splinter living there
Don’t pull me out
I’m lodged too far in
Don’t pull me out
I’m lodged too far in
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5. |
Freezer Full of Heads
03:27
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Chorus:
My bad side in drag
Don’t tell anyone now
Freezer full of heads spilling out
Sick in the skull
Deficit in the heart
Roll out the stained carpet
Verse:
For my blushing bride
I’d burn up the world just to see her smile
For the brown glass eyes
That always sing sweet songs to me
Girl I never truly lived
Till I freed you from your crypt
And won’t you believe
The rot doesn’t bother me
Chorus:
My bad side in drag
Don’t tell anyone now
Freezer full of heads spilling out
Sick in the skull
Deficit in the heart
Roll out the stained carpet
Chorus:
My bad side in drag
Don’t tell anyone now
Freezer full of heads spilling out
Sick in the skull
Deficit in the heart
Roll out the stained carpet
Outro:
Girl I never truly lived
Till I freed you from your crypt
Yeah I never felt a thing
Till I wore that ring and promised
I will never leave your side
I won’t let them take you
And won’t you believe
Goddamn babe
You know I’d do anything
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