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@ -110,3 +110,37 @@ My little heart, as cold as a morgue // Let the weight of it drop like an iceber
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# Presumptuous by King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard
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Eggshell, landmine, stepping stones // Kindred spirits at a crossroads
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The world we built is on a tilt // Bottled up inside and filled with guilt
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# Mountians Made of Steam by Silver Mt. Zion
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The angels in your palm // Sing gentle worried songs
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The sweetness of our dreams // Like mountains made of steam
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# God Bless our Dead Marines by Silver Mt. Zion
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They put angels in the electric chair, The electric chair, the electric chair
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Straight up angels in the electric chair, The electric chair, the electric chair
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And no one knew or no one cared // But burning stars lit up their hair
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Someone had an accident above the burning trees // While somewhere distant, peacefully // Our vulgar leaders sleep
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There's fresh meat in the club tonight // God bless our dead marines
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When the world is sick // Can't no one be well? // But I dreamt we was all beautiful and strong
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# Cam Girl / Cage Girl by Jane Remover
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I peel my eyes open, everyone knows, and nobody cares
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You're biting chunks out of my face, say it's the same
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# Unbirthing by Cynthoni
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The sonic recreation of its death // echoing through the artificial abyss
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It must be liquidated in content // for a dying population addicted to its own descrution
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it is blood that greases the gears of our beloved death machines // and you will be its gasoline
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# You don't even know who I am by underscores
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Everybody has bad days! Don't worry! It's not the end of the world! There's always tomorrow!
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Today is the worst day of my life // I think I'm in love with the cards // You're were dealt
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Today is the best day of my life // I invited myself in and wore your clothes // Took your pills // Cried your makeup off
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And for once, I felt just like you
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# Experimental Skin by Jane Remover
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Allez, allez
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Come touch it, see no evil // Come touch it, see no evil
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Bitches don't know what to call it, I'm like 3 and 0
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I can't hear you over the band // I wanna sin, blow the city up // I wanna sin, blow the city up // I wanna sin, blow the city up
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Think I became a part of you // Who care? I'm just a robot to you
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