1. |
No Exit
01:24
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Execute the rite
To excise myself from sight
Externalize my life
I've no right to possess this flesh
It ain't mine
Exorcise my spirit from this body tonite
Make me empty
Exorcise my spirit from this body tonite
Let me exit
Oh Lord
Hold me down
Spit me out
Fill me up
Intruder
I don't belong here
Imposter
Invader
Amen
Exorcise my spirit from this body tonite
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2. |
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Gonna tell you a tale
Of a dog that wouldn't wag his tail
They tried to fix him
But to no avail
They wished they could've put him
In fucking dog jail
What are his intentions?
You can sense the tension
Poker tail
They wanna see him fail
When he stares you down
Do you dare to stare back?
You can never know
What hides behind his eyes
You can never know
The dog that wouldn't wag his tail
This is the dog that wouldn't wag his tail
They tried to take him to the vet
And there he met another pet
It was the dog that wouldn't bark
They both felt a spark
They ran away into the park
It was the dog that wouldn't bark
the dog that wouldn't wag his tail
Rode into the sunset
Left no trail
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3. |
Life Goes Like ÅU
02:21
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I roll the dice
I pay the price
Martingale cannot fail
Black and red
Red and black
It’s a trap
Fish attack
Under the gun
The blinds will eat you up, son
Life goes like ÅU
And I finally got him where I wanted
He doesn’t know what I got
I know what I got
I got Aces
He got 7 8
He got a straight and won
I’m done
Should have been me instead
Instead I’m not having fun
Full mag to the head
Life’s like a russian roulette
Don’t even bother being careful what you wish for
Cause you ain’t even gonna get it
Life goes like ÅU
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4. |
True Blood
02:38
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This body has been raised for me
I wear my skin on my sleeve
Can’t suicide, that’s regicide
The son of God drinks from our blood
Calisthenics athlete
Like a solipsistic Atlas
Carrying his bodyweight
I’m the incestuos Onan
Can’t suicide, that’s regicide
The son of God drinks from our blood
Adorned in purple apparel
In touch with my own pheromones
When I’m feral
I’m not alone
This statue has been raised for me
Strike a pose
Stay still
The son of God drinks from our blood
Our blood, our blood
Our fucking blood
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