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Shaking Hallelujah
02:09
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shaking hallelujah, my cry is worth ten times more, than a shaking hallelujah. i fall, i shiver,i dance! i’m delivered! are my expressions real? will its show off beauty erase what i feel, and express what i need? yet what you see... my despair, my longings is what’s me.
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Privacy Please
03:16
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Words of fire destructs this night. The words of destruction, burns tonight. Which will erase everything left under the sun.
We need a fresh start, erase our minds and free our hearts.We long for rainy days, even though we like to set fire. A rainy day and we like to set fire. A sunny day and we long for fresh water. A dark night and I need my revolver. Divide the clouds, ecstacy bliss shower. We are exploiters, all are trespassers who should respect private property.
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I Killed The Last Punk
01:55
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There´s a price on my head, and my neighbour`s got a bucket-full of teeth. I killed the last punk, I killed Kennedy, I killed the last punk, I killed me. Stop wandering around in the circle of dust.
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Take It! Tap It!
02:15
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Heaven Have Me
02:35
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Time shapes me in its line, every second kills a piece of me.Time chases me and my mind, every second steals my peace, it escapes in time.No time for you, no time for me. No time to leave, no time to stay. Heaven have me.
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$experience $ick
01:36
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Oh baby, won’t you please my lust, because tonight you’re my selfish must. Oh i pray, please please stay. On me you can feed, on the ground I spill my seed. A selfish flesh play. Whatever it takes for the perfect lay. I place my hand where I’m dead, come on girl get ready in bed. We are addicts of the current world. Tell me whats the charge? For you to make it large? I’m sorry I’m a total prick, this is the cost of my sexperience sick.
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Cover To Discover
02:43
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Feel the silence between these lines, and sense the sweetness of the undiscovered. Dreams embrace the sunrise. Cover to discover. Something known seemed to be nothing.
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Black Paints The Lillies
02:31
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Life does not smile at me these days, even though I try to give a haunted smile back. I love the way you hate me, I wish I could hate you back. Black paints the lilies and all the stories are left to die. My letters burn as I write them. While the traffic noise bury my days...
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Freakin' Nightmare
02:17
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The exit of your existence, left me in deep despair. Good memories make no sense now, you left me a freakin’ nightmare. A frightful farewell to swallow, and you thought i didn’t care? What’s left to say? The only thing you are, is away.
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Evel Knievel
01:36
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667 667 667 667
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Perplexed In A Labyrinth
03:47
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Stuck in corridors. Thousand shiny doors. Illusions in the dessert. Perplexed in a labyrinth. Mankind can’t go free alive. The omnipresent desperate search for veins. The blood with effect will erase birth defect. Doors to shadow salute the dead without a cure.
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shape me straight or make me cool, i’ll be the way you treat me. a true manchild of this world, i’ll be the way you beat me. express less haze wanna get away, i’ll be the way you treat me. nostalgic pain led astray, i’ll be the way you beat me. you are my creator, i’ll be the way you treat me. my action is a reaction, on your behavior. create a human, create a monster. create a true man, create a manson.
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