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The Great Repetition
02:59
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Well I hope that you die, rubbing pennies for heat.
Your conceited mind, status on repeat.
Create a world for yourself by pushing everyone down
But i’m not slaving away for your fucking sake.
It’s nothing new to be used, but with such disdain, for my better health The final knife in my heart.
Last call to walk away from this.
If ambition could kill you’d be dead in a day
Last call.
You’d trade us all on a dime to save some time as you climb
A great proffet’s line won’t bring you back from the brink
When you’re rotting in hell you’ll drag us all down as well.
And what the fuck did you think that i would sell my soul?
So you could pass yourself of as rock and roll?
It’s nothing new to be used, but with such disdain, for my better health The final knife in my heart.
Last call to walk away from this.
If ambition could kill you’d be dead in a day
Last call.
You’d trade us all on a dime to save some time as you climb
Last call to walk away from this.
You’d trade us all if the price was right.
It’s not new to be used, but with such disdain
For my better health, the final knife in my heart.
It’s nothing new.
But i hope that you feel this someday too.
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2. |
Deputy Dong
02:31
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I saw you walking home last night, another teenage dirtbag striking out.
Look at you
Asshole
You don’t know who you’re trying to be
Looking rough
Talkin tough
You just walk around trying to start another fight
What’s the matter with you what are you trying to prove. what are you wanting to lose oh man let’s fight.
Not worth my time, just filling a song, can’t you see you’re a joke to everyone else.
Snap back pulled back, jansport backpack, whats it to you?
Every Friday night, Is this what you do?. what is it to you,
Greased hair, dildo, polo shirt can’t believe you. yeah what’s it to you.
Every Friday night, Is this what you do?. what is it to you,
Well look at you,
What’s the point?
you don’t know what you want from your life.
Light it up
Aren’t you hip
You got the devil’s dick hanging out your fucking lip.
One more time! I know you!, If you could see yourself, Teenage dirtbag!
I hate those fucking hats.
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3. |
Say You See It
03:03
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So Say that you see it now, that my words never come out how
Sleeves where you wear your sorrows.
I'll say it to you.
I’ve said it to you.
Can't take these looks from you, call me when you come to.
Self pity never suited suited you
so say that you don't see it too
Your hollow eyes won't hold me back. your empty stare won't bring me down again.
You can't contain my heart
You never say what's on your mind, Keep acting like I am blind
I’m wide awake, I hear you.
Don’t hide away your sorrows
I will not say another word till you won’t push me away from you one more time… again.
Don't say a word, don't make a move
Let me explain don’t jump the gun
Stop waiting around, you're not by yourself
You’re Looking for me , don’t jump the gun
so sick of yourself, I'm not sick of yourself, you're not alone.
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4. |
Boatshoes
02:49
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I hate this fucking place there’s nothing left for me here
I can’t keep hanging round I’ll pick it up when I wanna get it out
What is there to say, You won’t let me stay
I’ll sail away, I’ll sail away!
throw my heart overboard, and find a new start
I’m cast away, I’m cast away!
I’ll Take to the sea and find my own way
I’ll sail away, I’ll sail away!
This city is done with me and I…
I’ll cast away, I’ll cast away!
I can not look at you
and I think I’ leaving shore now.
I think my time has come. I’ll Sail away, if you watch me go.
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