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Medic ! !
06:30
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Worse than before!
This time was worse than before
I sat on my hands picking at my scabs the last time I set sail but this was
Worse than before
I said, driving sixty miles per hour directly into a yellow brick wall
Knowing full well I wouldn't be back or when I would be back
The wave of luck that I was at a time and place
I know a place I could call home for a while
I know how these things happen
Say something once it becomes true, know what I mean?
You feel it?
Do you feel it yet?
Mouth foaming
Yeah, take it outside, buddy
Next time we lock eyes i'm gonna take a fucking chunk out of your neck
You'll feel it
Next time we cross paths I don't know what I'll do to you
Open arms, open terrain, I'll see you on the next, the next
Train your hands to call me in event of emergency
Mouth foaming
As it were
Keep it to yourself
Heartfelt awws and oozes daemon irrepit callidus
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'75, PA
03:52
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You want a piece of me, buddy?
I'll take your eye out, man.
These guys... they'll get away with anything.
Bad for me, bad for you, bad for business.
They'll -----------.
That's how I made my millions,
I signed the waiver and sent it off, letting it roll over until next year.
Why...
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Waterwings
04:32
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Slow down, slow down, let me be your guide
Infatuated
You'll end up toiling like a mortal
Dancing a coroner's dance in the sun
You're so serrated, you don't come out for just anyone
I can't see
How anyone could love you like I do
Come now, let's all watch this fool
Wallow in his shit
It's complicated, you wouldn't get it if you tried.
Dancing a coroner's dance in the sun
You're so serrated, you don't come out for just anyone
I can't see
How anyone could love you like I do
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Broken Fingers Crossed
06:07
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You said that last time
How many times do I -
You said that last time
How many times do I have to say it?
Rehabilitation is what I breed.
Rehabilitation is what you need.
I breed, I breed.
Talk to yourself in the shower -
Who's that in the mirror? Don't know I don't know
Rehabilitation is what you need.
Rehabilitation is what I breed.
I breed, I breed.
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downlands (i)
05:35
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Eyes lit up like a house on fire
Cryptic stare in the abyss, into the void
Cry when it answers your call
Faces flick in my peripheral vision
I'll come back for you, waiting in the cold
For all you're worth in fool's gold.
Can you speak up?
I won't call you a liar. I can tell when you've slipped back, back in the void.
Into the void.
Cry when I answer your call
Cryptid in my peripheral vision
Into the void.
I'll come back for you, waiting in the cold
For all you're worth in fool's gold.
I'll wait for you to die before you're old
Collect your worth in fool's gold.
I'll come back for you
Waiting in the cold
For all you're worth in fool's gold
(I'll come back for you)
To die before you're old
Collect your worth in fool's gold.
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Nosedive
04:14
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You see it too, right?
It's special
In its own right
Why can't you make it go away?
That trick doesn't work anymore, makes me ache.
Another broken heart
I'm questioning your integrity, stability now
It is your fault, all yours
In its own right, own right.
As I boarded that plane
I felt my troubles leave me
I felt whole, with reason
I knew a place I could call home for a while
She said, "I know how these things happen,"
I didn't want to say it out loud though.
Say something once it becomes true
True without flaw
True without reason
Without pain
Consideration
True without flaw
Without reason
Without pain
Without, without, without
I can see what you're doing
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Marauder
04:53
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I was working as an aide de camp under General von Klutch. Exacting. Hard man to satisfy. Gave up trying after the first week.
There was a saying around the old wardroom -
"Never expose your flank to Old Klutchy!"
Well, I couldn't take Klutchy another night. So I assembled a modest caravan and hit the trail with Abdul. Ten miles out of that godforsaken place, Abdul came down with the rinderpest, and I had to leave him there to die. There was no other way about it. At the headwaters of the old river, I ran into an old Dutch trader -
"The quality runs high," he said. "Matter of fact, I lose money on this - this quality merchandise."
Small, and hunchback, missing two of his teeth, I haggled him out of a fair price.
The bar was nearly empty. I paid for my drinks, and walked out into the night.
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Autofac
06:58
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What a roundabout way of dealing with this
What an innovative problem
Such incoherency hasn't graced the plains, in such a time
What a pretty home
What a pretty batch of polystyrene houses
With a common theme
A crackwhore teeming with a spotless gleam of timeless white
You are not who you said you were.
As the day ticks on
And my fingernails grow longer
It becomes clear to me now
Just how much I need this right now
And what I'm willing to do to ensure that this is it, this is it
This is what I was dreaming about in my sleep
In my dream without you
Marbled eye. Glass glutton.
Cracked at the dawn, of the dawn.
Up at the left of field, in the thickets I'd lie. Put my hand on the fence, blow out my candle, put my other hand on the gun handle. Conditioning in the rare -
Don't look cause he's there!
But you wouldn't dare get out my hair.
I'm in armistice, and i'm dead.
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