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RX, USA
02:42
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Lost in the desert, trying to find my way back home
For pain or for pleasure, I don't even know,
And I don't know whether you will have read this yet but
If you have consider this my letter of intent
Day grows longer, this night well is it over yet
Pain grows stronger, coffin of chosen death,
And I don't know whether you will have found me yet but
If you have you better turn around my friend
RX pad in the back of your hand
I'm not dead yet but you, you make it easy man
RX pad in the back of your hand
I'm not dead yet but thanks, you make it easy man
I hate you..
But I love it...
Lost in the desert, trying to find my way back home
For pain or for pleasure, I don't even know,
And I don't know whether you will have found me yet but
If you have you better turn around my friend
RX pad in the back of your hand
I'm not dead yet but you, you make it easy man
RX pad in the back of your hand
I'm not dead yet but thanks, you make it easy man
I hate you..
But I love it...
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2. |
Contraband
03:56
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Dead in the water, followed a trail of your tears
Neptune's daughter, brought her water breathers here
And I will find you underneath this grassy continental shelf
Buried with our love, underneath a seashell we call hell
Breathe my dear, it's not everyday you're sitting on the throne
And we get scared at night cause we both know we're better off alone
We're better off alone...
I guess I'm better of alone
Well we're better of alone...
I'm better off alone.
They threw a man overboard just the other day
And why they fed him to the fish I cannot say
And I know the waters clear all the way from over there
But this beach is closed find another place to tan
I should have never learned to swim I was dead that day
Cement blocks on my feet, I guess I'll never get paid
And looking back at it now I guess I should have got a raise
Don't know why I was saving up all those sick days
We're better off alone...
I guess I'm better of alone
Well we're better of alone...
I'm better off alone.
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3. |
Living Suburb, Circa '68
01:51
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Way down in the crypts
Where we played as kids
You take it through your nose
You let it burn your skin
You watch your father go to work
You hold the coffin lid
Never thought one day
He'd think to throw you in
Wipe the tear from her cheek
And save some water for him
Six feet under ground
You got a way to swim
Watch your shoes break feet
And see your bones break skin
And watch the dead break free
From the crypt they live
Another creature, featured front page
Come from the sky, terrorize your lives
And leave with the waves
All you wanted to do was leave your mark
Left your planet from the start
But they took away your heart so you
Left their city to decay
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4. |
Fever Swamp
04:08
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She, she came here from below
How she got there, I don't know,
But I know that I need her
And I, well I came out of the sky
How I got there don't know why,
But I know cause I see her
And you, well you brought impending doom
When you said it wasn't true
Now I know why I leave here
And we, we were all I need
Enough love to fill the sea,
But this ocean's turning greener
Them, from the planet they arrive
How the ocean meets the sky,
Where the mountains hold their people
Talk, is something we must do
If we to live like you,
But this church is preaching evil
And one day, when we all will see
That we could never be,
Sitting caged we hold the key while they kill us all with greed
They kill us and
The beast, with a thousand eyes
Let's our love die, and we grow cold
And the beast, with a thousand souls
That no one knows, lets us grow old
And you, with your worn out shoes
You sing the blues, and wait for love
As for me, well you're all I need
And I will be there when the going gets tough
(x2)
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5. |
Barrel of Monkeys
04:40
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I don't know what you tell them,
I plant the seeds now watch them stem.
And I don't know, where we stand,
The night goes right as long as you choose me before you choose them
We're on thin ice, for now it seems,
But any second it starts to bleed.
And all I know is what I see,
It's on the surface but shit cuts deep
And all I know is what I see,
And I have yet to tame this beast
So now I go from playing five nights a week
To chillin on my lawn pounding fortes by the three's
The night will end answered for me,
She knows what she wants or so it seems
If I only knew what she thinks of me,
A barrel of monkeys all the same to me
And all I know is what I see,
And I have yet to tame this beast
So now I go from playing five nights a week
To chillin on my lawn pounding fortes by the three's
(X2)
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6. |
Coast Crawl
02:59
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We've both been here before my dear,
And wouldn't you like to know,
Why the kids all disappear,
Where do they even go?
To the house up on the hill,
Wouldn't you like to know,
Enter this way through the door, but you leaving out as smoke
You see him crawling from the coast,
Keep your eye on the road
Start to panic, wonder why you didn't meet the holy ghost
He pulls you from your car, you feel it burn your toes,
Shadows not dressed in white but, they came in the reapers robes
Wouldn't you like to know
Would't you like to
No, no, no, no, no Don't come that close
No, no, no, no, don't come that close
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