1. |
Heaven's Gate
02:49
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Can't a guy get a break?
I can't stand the pain
I think the cinders burnt
a hole into my face.
Post '85
when Bonnie died
I think I felt
solidarity in suicide
Heaven Awaits.
I'm gonna fry to get there.
I see Heaven's Gate:
God's holy terror
Heaven Awaits.
I'm gonna fry to get there.
I see Heaven's Gate:
God's holy terror
Why, Marty, why?
Why 39?
My phenobarbitals mixed with
apple sauce clear my mind.
Recycled earth
This body's inert.
When this comet comes
don't turn on what it's got to offer.
Heaven Awaits.
I'm gonna fry to get there.
I see Heaven's Gate:
God's holy terror
Heaven Awaits.
I'm gonna fry to get there.
I see Heaven's Gate:
God's holy terror
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2. |
Muenster
02:04
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Wanna be honest, it's hard,
but I think it's plausible.
I think you're under duress,
it really doesn't seem
quite as hard as they said it would be
they put you under the knife,
I don't remember you.
The tragic pace of your life
is unforgettable.
I don't know what the fuck it should mean.
I can't forget the way you screamed.
Wanna be honest, it's hard,
but I think it's plausible.
I think you're under duress,
it really doesn't seem
quite as hard as they said it would be.
I can't forget the way you screamed.
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3. |
Headaches
01:52
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It happens everytime I think about it
I feel myself slipping into
"I don't know what to do"
I think I'm losing it.
And maybe next time that you see me
I'll wear some buckles on my sleeves,
'cause I want to let you know,
I'm right in front of you.
From every cigarette I've taken
and every dollar you have spent
I want you to understand:
It's the same fucking problem.
Yes it's true.
I wanna fuck shit up.
I hope you know
I wanna fuck shit up.
I'm in a bad way
I wanna fuck shit up.
The acid's in your veins,
you wanna fuck shit up too.
Yes it's true,
I wanna fuck shit up
I hope you know,
I wanna fuck shit up.
I'm in a bad way
I wanna fuck shit up.
The acid's in your brain.
You wanna fuck shit up too.
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4. |
Celluloid
01:40
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I just got home from clocking out
a shitty day, let's block it out,
I think I'll have a pack of beer.
I feel like staying up till dawn
I'll put a scary movie on,
soon things aren't very clear.
Visions in celluloid,
I think I'm getting paranoid,
I hope it's all in my head.
Things don't seem quite right,
I hear the music of the night,
and soon I'm living days with the dead.
My mind has been consumed,
trapped in my living tomb.
Will my flesh be next?
or will my heart be ripped from my chest?
I see dismemberments being stitched
Kill the priest, let's burn the witch
I've seen this all before.
It's crawling out the Black Lagoon
the night is here, they're coming soon
Who's knocking at my door?
I need another drink to fall asleep
is this real or fantasy?
Will I survive the night?
Fiends are feasting on my dreams
Reflections giving me the creeps,
Who cares if I live or die?
My mind has been consumed,
trapped in my living tomb.
Will my flesh be next?
or will my heart be ripped from my chest?
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5. |
Only Ghost
02:47
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Suck on the end of a bottle of piss
a fist through the glass,
caught up in the bliss.
Tongue in the teeth
of a negligent God,
we fuck, and we cum
as we hold to the rod.
My spirit tells me you're a fucked up girl
and you're trying your best to comply.
A weekend lover in a holiday world,
and the spirit tells me to die.
So I, do I deny?
My only ghost
Nail in the cross of the son of man,
I'm thrilled by the blood
as it runs through my hands.
Devil in the dial in the clock in my brain,
enthralled by the shit
as it runs down the drain.
My spirit tells me you're a fucked up girl
and you're trying your best to comply.
A weekend lover in a holiday world,
and the spirit tells me to die.
So I, do I deny?
My only ghost
Suck on the end of a bottle of piss
a fist through the glass,
caught up in the bliss.
Tongue in the teeth
of a negligent God,
we fuck, and we cum
as we hold to the rod.
My spirit tells me you're a fucked up girl
and you're trying your best to comply.
A weekend lover in a holiday world,
and the spirit tells me to die.
So I, do I deny?
My only ghost
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6. |
Good to My Friends
01:43
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I'm gonna rip myself to shreds.
I'm gonna tear myself to pieces.
I'm gonna bleed until there's nothing left.
I'm coughing up too much blood.
Good to my friends.
I'm gonna feel myself get weak.
I'm gonna feel myself growing colder,
and when you see me with my brains crashing out,
it's 'cause I'm gonna explode.
Good to my friends.
'Cause I know:
I think I know what happened that night
'Cause I know:
I feel the cracks in my skull tonight
'Cause I know:
I feel the fluid crashing over my ears
and I fear
this time that it was right
It was wrong.
Good to my friends
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7. |
Lonely Jon
02:45
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With a drop of blood
sign your name.
I promise, nothing ever stays the same.
Lonely Jon,
Lonely Jon,
Where will you go
when the church is gone?
Blood thinners and
a bottle of whiskey.
Sour gas and
a bottle of heat.
Lonely Jon,
Where will you go
when the church is gone?
Police department said that you're not a threat
because they called it off-on the bomb on your collar
The police department says that you're not a threat
because they didn't see that bomb on your collar.
The police department says that you're not a threat
because they didn't see that bomb on your collar.
Lonely Jon,
Lonely Jon,
Where will you go
when the church is gone?
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8. |
Take It Away
02:20
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Everybody wants to tear each other apart.
I can feel myself slipping away:
The kind of feeling that I cannot erase from my eyes.
Everybody's always drifting apart.
Intoxicated howl as I smash
into the trunk of the car.
Take it away, take it away,
I feel like I'm quite okay.
Take it away, take it away.
Take it away, take it away,
Just give me some lidocaine.
Take it away, take it away.
The car's reversing now
I can't undo this crash,
and I can't untie myself.
Blood drying on my face,
flaking all over the place,
and I can't do this anymore
Take it away, take it away,
I feel like I'm quite okay.
Take it away, take it away.
Take it away, take it away,
Just give me some lidocaine.
Take it away, take it away.
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