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Fits Okay
03:40
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under my skin
you're always creeping in
you make my hair stand up on end
you're smooth like silk
you make my blood curdle like milk
come stop my heart
cant get my fill
Fits okay with you I wanna get away with you for a while
Fits okay with you I wanna get away from you for a while
I just cant sleep without you suffocating me
turn down the lights and grind my teeth
you break my heart strings baby
I've got to get to safety
I'm gonna snap and make a run for it
for real
I'm tearing in two
I hate to say it but its true
I'm so in love-hate-love with you
my friends say that it shows
the internet tells me to go
but what the fuck do they know
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Licked With Fire
03:14
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Fucking hell I've gotta get myself out of this snake pit, I ain't gonna make it one more day.
Lord knows I've been paying my debt to The Devil.
Deep in holy shit forever, how much more can we take?
Do you wanna go down in flames?
You've got my number, you've got my name.
Meet me at the beach at midnight tonight.
Bee stings, spider bites, poison ivy, razor wire, sunburn, lesson learned, road rash, licked with fire.
Deep lacerations, pulling teeth, severe trauma to the head, at least everyday is Halloween when you're dead.
Jesus Christ I gotta see the light between the horns and crown of thorns, all dualities conjoined.
Signed in blood, we're swallowing wine with Puck tonight.
Naked, consecrated, baptized in holy mud.
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The Valley
02:17
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Backstabbing son of a bitch, think up a lie quick as a whip. I’ll bet you’re out of ammunition besides the bullets that you’re gonna sweat. You’re headed to the valley. Go ahead and light a cigarette. You’re sleeping in the ally. You’re sleeping where you made your bed. We tapped your telephone and we heard your plan. I hope you understand. We spilled our blood like brothers, we burned Saint Michael in your hands. You undercover devil. You know there aint no way out alive. You’re one convincing rebel. We saw the conflict in your eyes. You better call for backup. You better pray for some good good luck. You’re headed way up above. Just pray your name is in that book.
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Irregular Heart
03:34
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One moment everything is fine. Why must everything unwind? My heart has been beating off time again. Kindly tell me, do you like me again? Irregular Irregular heart. Last night you’re in love today you’re not. Tell me why you stop and start, are you beating true or not?
Pounding in my chest so hard. Bound to burst into a thousand shards. We’ve had our palpitations, flare ups oscillations. Fair share of false alarms and close close calls.
Beat beat baby beat beat
Oh yeah
Colder than a cemetery plot
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HGNT
02:08
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At the bar, in my car, at the park and at my job. Always near and never far. Lurking in the parking lot.
Living dead, under fed, roving on for living flesh. Lick your wounds, go to bed, with your tail between your legs.
Don’t you tell me to smile, turn your wondering evil eyes. Boil in blood and poison bile. Rot in Hell, enjoy the flies.
You must be made of sugar glass. You turn to dust in seconds flat. You scream and cuss as you beat your chest so loud. Throwing a little tantrum, all cause a stranger turned you down.
And would your mother be proud?
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Diana
03:04
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Slowly rolling megalithic stones in rows. My soul keeps roaming, I know where I want to go. This body of mine is something I must leave behind to hold her hands tonight in Summerland.
Tear my heartache away, show me where my lover waits. Sweet Diana my dear, it’s been one day and a year. Spill my blood on the stone, keep and clean my lonely bones.
She went away, things will never be the same so stoke the fire. Build it higher, burn it brighter. King of the sun, aid me with your mighty lungs. Fill my sails and guide me through the veil.
The wild hunt is crashing towards me. I hear the fires of the forge howling louder than hell. I hear the sweetest everlasting voices lost on the breeze.
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Hell Beach Manchester, New Hampshire
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