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HUSK
03:54
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You're a broken bottle
And man, I feel like a nuisance
I've got to crawl over you
To get to where I'm going
There's a dress in the lake, that looks just like your shape
And I'll make my mistakes, then I'll be on my way
You're a broken bottle
And I'm a noose
Well your insides are the colour of the Devil's eyes
Another lover in the corner of my mind
Mayflies on the pond where she lies
Her flower only blooms in the scene where she dies
She dies
The Death in me is kissing you softly
The Death in me, I'm kissing you
My cold dead lips, are kissing you softly
Oh baby, I wish I was you
I wish I was you
Now that you know I was lying
By the pool at the Hotel Romano
Every time I leave the room
I make sure the stars go out
I've got a drinking problem, she tastes a little red
And man the way she was twisting, I just can't kick her out of my bed
You're a broken bottle
And I'm a rolled up £10 note
Well your insides are the colour of the Devil's eyes
Another lover in the corner of my mind
Mayflies on the pond where she lies
Her flower only blooms in the scene where she dies
She dies
The Death in me is kissing you softly
The Death in me, I'm kissing you
My cold dead lips, are kissing you softly
Oh baby, I wish I was you
Everything is the same around here
I wish that I could just die
You look so beautiful you don't even know
I guess I'll just show myself out
Goodbye
She dies
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Nevaeh
03:37
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She burns under streetlights and her hair is perfect coal
She's made of pale clay and I'll twist her into shape
And I watch as my fingers fall out
They were never much use to me anyway
And I watch as she opens her mouth
She never has much to say
I was never good at being alive
That doesn't mean that I don't deserve a chance
I was never good at being high
I wish I could show her it's in the past
Generation gap slides between my teeth
Let the river run red through the streets of anxiety
And I watch as my fingers fall out
No, they were never much use to me anyway
And I watch as her skin falls down
I want to see what's underneath
I was never good at being alive
That doesn't mean that I don't deserve a chance
I was never good at being high
I wish I could show her it's in the past
Outside the hospital a small boy saw me
He put his six gun under my chin and he looked me dead in the eye
And he said "My generation is dead."
My generation is dead.
I was never good at being alive
That doesn't mean that I don't deserve a chance
I was never good at being high
I wish I could show her it's in the past
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3. |
A Death In The Family
05:01
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Sister, Sister Death
Can you hear me?
I don't mean to make you alarmed
Crying on your shoulder like the last girl on a late night
Dress my hair in your charms
We think so much
Yet feel so little
What do you think about me?
The world doesn't care
You've got to shave your head
The world doesn't care
Not unless you're undressed
The world doesn't care
You've got to shave your head
The world doesn't care
Because you're an animal, just like me
Mother, Mother Midnight
Can you help me?
I'm hanging on the end of a rope
My guts are falling
Icarus is calling
My lungs are smoke
The world doesn't care
You've got to shave your head
The world doesn't care
Not unless you're blessed
The world doesn't care
You've got to shave your head
The world doesn't care
Because you're just another piece of meat
The world doesn't care
You've got to shave your head
The world doesn't care
Not unless you're blessed
The world doesn't care
You've got to shave your head
The world doesn't care
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4. |
Sleeper Cell
05:43
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Tonight I'll drink all of my friends
Pray for the next one - it'll be my sorry end
The man at the bar asks me if I want another
Well I spit in his eye and reply "I'll take the bottle"
Now I walk to where you work and I wait outside
As I sit there, I consider if I'll die
Now I walk to where you work and the air is cold
These words mean nothing if they're louder than my actions
Take one - action
Nothing stays secret in our little town
What have you done to my little boy?
I can't sleep tonight, hold my hand
He won't stop crying without me
Hell is for heroes and fuck knows I'm not one
I guess I'll never see you again
Your name is a love letter from Space
And I'll carve it into my right arm
Nothing stays secret in our little town
What have you done to my little boy?
I can't sleep tonight, hold my hand
He won't stop crying without me
I'm in terror every time I try to sleep
In the corner of the room is an open wound
Out of which all my thoughts seep
There's a mother killing her children in my dreams
Every time I think I can turn to God
I see him standing next to me.
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