1. |
Mexico
04:46
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Maybe we could talk about it
Talk of all the shit that you bring
Maybe we could talk it
Talk of when you were watching colors
They chaaaaaaanged
I don’t think I jumped it all
It just seemed the right thing to do
To watch him die in Mexico
While the others kissed
And the blood was flowing through their mooooouths
But please try to hurry
Cause it’s getting dark
And it’s getting cold
And everyone is dancing
They turn and turn
The sky is your head
Your head is a creep
You’ll drown in the chances
You’ll eat with defeat / the feet
You chaaaaanged
The food, it is rotten
And you, you are late
You were watching the dancers
So sweet and cheap
You were taking peace from the haaaate
…
You cried for so long
Maybe it’s time to dance
But pigs don’t know no romance
You tried to dance but you could not follow the speed
You just stood there and screamed
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2. |
Queen + king
03:28
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The blood on these hands
Is giving me the chills
The blood on these hands
It hurts it slowly kills
These voices oh so cut
Are trying to hold the fear
These voices oh so cut
They’re singing for the fear
The screams in the streets
Are getting me to sleep
The screams in the streets
How useless it is to weep
The noises in the dark
They’re people in your bed
The noises in the dark
They’re people in my head
The faces of the queen are always full of joy
Cause the queen is rich and the queen is loved
But the king is dead
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3. |
Apology 2
04:54
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I heard the man is a wolf for the man, I know it is because I saw a cage with nothing in it, crying to hold something, crying to show something, what a shame. We did not look at it, it wasn’t even there, that’s what we do when it needs to get high because we see our gifts just to watch them drowning, just to fall in love with our name again.
The king is getting blown in the head and in the brain, his hands are shaking, he’s baking nothing, but it’s alright because I don’t want the lady to be queen. She may be pretty, she may be well dressed, but she is mad and she is mean, she knows how to do you, she knows how to rule you, she’ll do it for your soul full of trash.
Dead people limping, they’re eating my thoughts, we clap when we’re fighting and hands just rot, let’s fight again because I love the sound of your voice when you cry.
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4. |
Leeches
02:54
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I am scared and I’d like someone still alive
To tell me if it hurts to stop the pain from creeping in
With leeches down your nose and your snake skin
You’re going down down down
Pwa pwa pwa pwa
It’s a prison it’s a cage it’s a mansion it’s a book
It loves to be hated and it loves to hate
With leeches down your nose and your snake skin
You’re going down down down
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5. |
You Decide
05:31
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Floating without the force
I’d like to hear a voice
I’ll try to come back home
But ya know (I know)
I can’t kill no demons
Kiss me if I’m wrong
But there’s something going on
Kill me if I’m right
But it’s fading away, the light
It’s wonderful to see
How thoughtful it is to be
It’s painful to know
How painful it is oh no
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