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Teeth^^^
03:51
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I'm like a lamb off to its slaughter,
only i'm wearing a name badge,
On your hands you'll have my bloody murder,
But you'll be proud of that, I guess,
Laying naked on the floor, she said you want a little breakfast,
I replied, I need more sleep,
I dont wanna go to the place where I keep,
All my unhappiness just waiting there for me,
Home so close I can touch with my teeth,
Wanna be the champion of my fear my dear,
Are you near, I need you here right now,
I don't know how i'm gonna get through this.
I'm like a puppy without its mother,
left all alone wont cease to seek,
Love and affection, got a soul infection,
they don't make a bandage that would keep,
The love inside my body wanna get drunk at a party,
get so high i cannot speak,
Home so close i cant touch with my teeth,
My bones yeah they're shaking,
At the thought of whats beneath,
Home so close I can touch with my teeth,
Wanna be the champion of my fear my dear,
Are you near, I need you here right now,
I don't know how i'm gonna get through this.
I'm like a lamb off to its slaughter,
only i'm wearing a name badge,
On your hands you'll have my bloody murder,
But you'll be proud of that, I bet.
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_Milk//
03:54
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Everything feels bleak maybe,
I need some more sleep,
Been working like a dog,
tryna peer through the fog thats forming over me,
You're right beside me in this dark,
Always listening to where you are,
So come down, There's something to see,
Something kind of awful, something awful inside me,
There's no doubt, its an emergency,
Something kinda awful, something awful inside me.
Pale like milk, I feel sick,
I'm a piece of filth in the corner,
Hit me with a fist,
I'll wake up in a bloodied bliss, yeah bleed this outta me.
You're right beside me in this dark,
Always listening to where you are,
So come down, There's something to see,
Something kind of awful, something awful inside me,
There's no doubt, its an emergency,
Something kinda awful, something awful inside me.
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3. |
||College~
03:39
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My efforts are much lower,
My senses are much slower now,
Accepted you're nowhere to be seen,
I found it hard to follow,
Seemed trickier to swallow down,
When i think of all the places that we've been,
Lower than a submarine,
Its all too little too late,
My friend you've sealed my fate,
Pack my bags whilst you're at it,
I'll just sleep in your attic, thats my scene,
Your friends all went to college,
You rely on common knowledge you,
Don't like people telling you how to do things,
You see, you've got issues,
You use far too much tissue to,
Wipe up all the shit that you've been hiding,
Come on wont you let me in,
Its all too little too late,
My friend you've sealed my fate,
Pack my bags whilst you're at it,
I'll just sleep in your attic, thats my scene,
Oh no, don't you shut me out,
you know, you know i'll keep on knocking,
What you gonna do when you're gonna find out,
Clouds don't have silver linings?
Place your hand in mine,
We'll go for a drive, like we did when we were kids,
Its all too little too late,
My friend you've sealed my fate,
Pack my bags whilst you're at it,
I'll just sleep in your attic, thats my scene,
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4. |
//Brigade::
04:06
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What are the things that make you tense?
Why don't you tell me? I could make this all end,
Here take these pills, they'll make you feel real,
Wont tell that they're pretend,
Why don't we go for a walk out in the sunshine,
eat some vitamins or minerals give you piece of mind,
Here take my number, I'm here when you need comfort,
Give me a sign,
I've got to move,
Find something that I could lose myself in,
Darling could that be you,
Make it rain or call the fire brigade,
Cos i'll burn, yeah i'll burn for you,
Pull my cord, i'll break the world record,
Cos i'd run, so fucking fast for you,
Why don't you pick up the phone,
I'm stood outside in the snow, i'm dying from the cold,
I'm watching you with hunger, i'll be the bunker,
to shield you from it all,
Be free for both of us, i'm chained and i'm bound by the love,
That i crafted for you, i'm someone that you can trust,
I'll be the lover, i'll be the cover to shield you for when winds get rough.
Make it rain or call the fire brigade,
Cos i'll burn, yeah i'll burn for you,
Pull my cord, i'll break the world record,
Cos i'd run, so fucking fast for you,
Make it rain or call the fire brigade,
Cos i'll burn, yeah i'll burn for you,
Pull my cord, i'll break the world record,
Cos i'd run, so fucking fast for you,
I've got to move,
Find something that I could lose myself in,
Darling could that be you,
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