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Lyrics
Yes, it's possible he will love her again
Yes, it’s possible they’ll eventually be friends
Yes, it’s possible they can make art matching colours from the newspaper
Sleeping in the box under the bed
Careful now
Lay low
Look up for a kiss
She’s running back to the river, baby
She’ll place you in a basket like Moses the prophet
She’ll tie a ribbon across your brittle neck
And she will
Offer you to the man who turned innocence into mince
Milk teeth seeking around
cigarette or nipple will do
Back fiddle your cross, rhythm a time shield
Oh my God
My baby
Yes, it’s possible he’ll call her honey again
Yes, it’s possible they’ll eventually be friends
Yes, it’s possible they can laugh about those silly words the statue said
Sleeping in the box under the bed
Voodoo Man,
Got to 30 now a dirty man,
Seeking out for your tubes,
Found your flat,
Knows your scent, he’s out of money, sad-face,
Sadder-face,
Knock,
Check the peephole,
Two-knocks,
Saddest-face,
Knock,
You know that man,
Unlatch the door-chain,
Yes! He’s in your house now,
Yes! He’s in your house now,
Happy face,
Oops,
You are afraid,
He says he told you,
Yes! He’s in your house now,
Sprinkle magic dust,
Poof!
Get your freak on,
Thanks,
I gotta go I’ll see ya later, Ali.
Geddit?
Alligator!
Gonna say your prayers,
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
Better say your prayers,
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
Better say your...
Suicide note and I wrote just your name and I wrote just your name and I wrote just your name,
Helps me to come if I play with a gun, if I play with a gun, if I play with a gun,
Vein full of junk and I felt the same and I felt the same and I felt the same,
Suckling on your mama’s tits.
Peripheral vision,
I don’t know how to say this,
But I see (demons),
I see demons (demons),
I see demon biscuit men.
If I move my eyes too quickly,
The monsters disappear,
If I move my eyes too quickly,
The monsters disappear,
If you could summarise me I’d be,
An imposter, insincere.
Hey (demons),
Hello (demons),
How are you? (demons),
Please come inside (semen),
Your death,
Your death would bring tears,
Would bring tears but a strange relief that no one else would fuck you.
I believe that we have a job to do, hey!
Cock!
Spew through peehole,
Knocked-up!
Baby-face,
Shock!
Oh the horror,
Unleash the cocaine,
No! He’s in your womb now,
No! He’s in your womb now,
Genitals,
Gross!
Genetic face,
It looks like you two.
No! He’s in your womb now,
Growing magic juice,
Sploosh!
Get your coat hanger,
Sorry, I gotta go I’ll see ya later.
Suicide note and I wrote just your name and I wrote just your name and I wrote just your name,
Helps me to come if I play with a gun, if I play with a gun, if I play with a gun,
Vein full of junk and I felt the same and I felt... no different.
Suicide note? No different.
Wrote your name? No different.
Helps me to come? No different.
Play with a gun? No different.
Vein full of junk? No different.
Felt the same… except for...
Suckling on your mama’s tits.
We’re so close
This is gonna end so well
And othing will go wrong this time
Nothing will go wrong
just as long as the sand connects to canary
An envelope click click
Amber, deep rust connects to scarlet
Ruby or wine
Beige… like sand connects to canary
An envelope dick pics
Amber, deep rust connects to scarlet
Ruby or wine
I’m too busy now,
Too busy darling you should go
Play over there
I’m on a roll cos
We are godlike and
There’s my captain
I’m too busy now,
Too busy darling you should go
Play over there I’m on a roll cos we are godlike godlike
Oh captain, my captain!
Stop the noise
Shove the child
Stop the noise
Shove the child
Stop the noise shove the child shove the child stop the noise
Stop the noise
Shove the child
Stop the noise shove the child shove the child stop the noise
Stop the noise
Shove the fucking child
Perfect victory
Oh, Konichiwa
Konichiwa
Hello, Konichiwa
Konichiwa
Having so much fun
Matching all the colours in a row
I’m too busy now,
Too busy darling you should go
Play over there
I’m on a roll cos
We are godlike and
There’s my captain
I’m too busy now,
Too busy darling you should go
Play over there I’m on a roll cos we are godlike godlike
Oh captain, my captain!
Satisfaction
Highest score ever
Bubble wrap condoms
Extra pleasure
Shut the voice
Shove the child
Shut the voice shove the child shove the child shove the child
Shut the voice
Shove the fucking child
I’m too busy now,
Too busy darling you should go
Play over there
I’m on a roll cos
We are godlike and
There’s my captain
I’m too busy now,
Too busy darling you should go
Play over there I’m on a roll cos we are godlike godlike
Oh captain, my captain!
Pink lung forest fingers
Tarred by smoke ovaries (I’m telling you)
Side-track evolution
Give me five fucking minutes
Suck it up
Squeeze the filth through the maps of your veins
That a boy
Hush the faces of all your demonic friends (I said)
Hallelujah
Second-hand choke clogging up the dog’s cogs, fucking
Uno dos tres
Pink lung forest fingers
Tarred by smoke ovaries (I’m telling you)
Side-track evolution
Give me five fucking minutes
Murder!
Murder murder!
Murder!
Murder murderer!
Murder!
Murder murder murder!
Murder!
Hack up blacker wads from your
Cool face hatred paste on your
Tastebuds hiding tissue in your motherfucking
Pillowcase
Lover
Lover lover!
Lover!
Lover loverer!
Lover!
Lover lover lover!
Lover!
Suck it up
Squeeze the filth through the maps of your veins
That a boy
Hush the faces of all your demonic friends
Pink lung forest fingers
Tarred by smoke ovaries (I’m telling you)
Side-track evolution
Give me five fucking minutes
Give me four fucking minutes
Give me three fucking minutes, for fuck’s sakes
Give me two fucking minutes
Give me one fucking minute
Egg! Fried! Rice!
Lamb, come and follow me.
Holding thumbs
She would sleep for longer
He didn’t wanna explain
What he did just yet so he
Set magic works
She fell in love for
A little bit
Arrange crumbs
Get a premonition
That’s why he doesn’t die later
(What) he did just now,
He set magic works
We will explain in
A little bit
Nice, my brother
Blatantly you are a wizard
Christ and Buddha
Secret agents of the lizards
Hey Lucifer
Pay us a visit
Lamb, running from the herd
Egg! Fried! Rice!
Bread! Lime! Ice!
It has a price, fuck it, man
Nice, my brother
Blatantly you are a wizard
Christ and Buddha
Secret agents of the lizards
Hey Lucifer
Pay us a visit
Lamb, come and follow me
I can’t live here anymore
There’s a fucking pubic hair in the bathroom, oh god
It’s really grossing me out
Somebody has to do something
Nice, my brother, blatantly you are a lizard
Lamb, running from the herd
Egg! Rice!
Why the therapists would want to do that has not been explained, nor how those people who have never forgotten their childhood sexual and Satanic abuse could be suffering from a false memory. It’s all in the bible.
Stuck in
The past she
Spoke it down
She wanted to
Jump off
A fucking building
Bite the tar,
Between her teeth, and
That is something he couldn’t deal with, call the doctor
Someone call the doctor
Someone call her father
Someone call the president
Someone call David Hasselhoff, please
Alright everybody put your hands in the air
And stretch and two and stretch and two and yes!
Oh yes, take a deep breath!
Feel the burn!
When in public I am the star of the show
You know me,
I’m the magic man!
When I’m sat at home I am no one at all
You know me
Make a sandwich, yeah!
Business, I’m uncomfortable
Viscous unprofessional
Listen to me constable
This is unacceptable
Witness is unaccountable
Fitness is detestable
Limits are impossible
Assistance required it’s medical
Christmas season festival
Listed under flexible
Scissors for my vegetables
I play Santa at the mall, and
Freedom
Someone’s playing a mean trick on me
Freedom
Someone’s playing a mean trick on me
Business, I’m uncomfortable
Viscous unprofessional
Listen to me constable
This is unacceptable
Witness is unaccountable
Fitness is detestable
Limits are impossible
Assistance required it’s medical
Christmas season festival
Listed under flexible
Scissors for my vegetables
I play Satan at the mall, and
Freedom
Someone’s playing a mean trick on me
Freedom
Someone’s playing a mean trick on me
I’m uncomfortable
I can get you money
I can get the show on the road
I can get you anything you want
I am the magic man
I can get you money
I can get you anything you want
I am the magic man
Business, I’m uncomfortable
Viscous unprofessional
Listen to me constable
This is unacceptable
Witness is unaccountable
Fitness is detestable
Limits are impossible
Assistance required it’s medical
Christmas season festival
Listed under flexible
Scissors for my vegetables
I play Santa at the mall, and
Freedom
Someone’s playing a mean trick on me
Freedom
Someone’s playing a mean trick on me
One two three four,
Lean left, now lean to the right
There you go! You're doing it,
Take a deep breath,
Two, three, four, one, two, three, four
When in public I am the star of the show
You know me,
I’m the magic man!
When I’m sat at home I am no one at all
You know me
They say cracks in the glass are unclean
The germs get energetic
I read it in a magazine, magazine
Breakfast
She only ate clay
Religiously
She broke like a kidd faggot
I bet money, money, money money, money, money
That fat mess, that fat fucking mess
Check the window, look at him, fat!
I’m sure he’s done something wrong in his life
I’m certain that he deserves this
That fat mess, that fat fucking mess
His television is always on too loud
I’m sure he’s done something wrong in his life
I’m right probably
Will my girl grow again if I bury her bones in fertile soil, will you call me a liar if I cry a little more, in the corner, on the floor, which is better, I’ll try them all, like AAAAAH!
Hospital records were written in pencil, I rip off my fingernails, will you call me a lawyer if I crawl into a ball and bawl, I saw the next-door neighbour, like AAAAAAH!
They say cracks in the glass are unclean
The germs get energetic
I read it in a magazine, magazine
Breakfast
She only ate clay
Religiously
She broke like a kidd faggot
I bet money, money, money money, money, money
That fat fucking fuck fuck fuck
Gridabittablippabla
Something something
Me! Me! Me! Me! Oh, fuck off.
That fat mess, that fat fucking mess
His television is always on too loud
I’m sure he’s done something wrong in his life
I’m right probably
Will my girl grow again if I bury her bones in fertile soil, will you call me a liar if I cry a little more, in the corner, on the floor, which is better, I’ll try them all, like...
Hospital records were written in pencil, I rip off my fingernails, will you call me a lawyer if I crawl into a ball and bawl, I saw the next-door neighbour, like...
They say cracks in the glass are unclean
The germs get energetic
I read it in a magazine, magazine
Breakfast
She only ate clay
Religiously
She broke like a kidd faggot
I bet money, money, money money, money, money, money, money, money money, money, money
And they say cracks in the glass are unclean.
Smidgens away from bullet-bang
All fixed up, smash boots
Literally, through anything
Don’t care, and
Shout loud stuff
Like are you bitches ready to party?
I don’t think so.
Tourist
Pray to a better man
All sick and colourless
Claustrophobic and panicking
I’m scared, but
Shout loud stuff
Like what the fuck happened over here?
I don’t wanna know.
Target of our affection she was gone,
Stole our little shrub through the wind
And there’s a dead man stinking up the carpet
And I think that I recognise him,
Somebody found his pulse it jumped up
running around the room
Somebody get this man a doctor
His body’s growing food
Ready to party!
Shout loud things like bitches!
Smidgens away from bullet-bang
All fixed up, smash boots
Literally, through anything
Don’t care, and
Shout loud stuff
Like are you bitches ready to party?
I don’t think so.
Tourist
Pray to a better man
All sick and colourless
Claustrophobic and panicking
I’m scared, but
Shout loud stuff
Like what the fuck happened over here?
I don’t wanna know.
You can’t go out like this
You can’t go out like this
Put something warmer on
You’re gonna freeze
You can’t go on like this
You can’t go on like this
You served a blow-out
Drink and drink and drink and
Amphetamines, ketamine, yes?
Aubergine and cinammon, no!
Allergies are killing me
My energy’s telling me so
Smidgens away from bullet-bang
All fixed up, smash boots
Literally, through anything
Don’t care, and
Shout loud stuff
Like are you bitches ready to party?
I don’t think so.
Tourist
Pray to a better man
All sick and colourless
Claustrophobic and panicking
I’m scared, but
Shout loud stuff
Like what the fuck happened over here?
I don’t wanna know.
You said a bunch of things
And I did not hear a single one of them
These tricks are old
Mucous makes breath a chore
Perhaps you do not deserve to breathe at all
Your queen has spoken
Germs are a living thing
They learned to love
Microbes they told me so
Now I’m telling you
I found a bunch of things
But you did not hear a single one of them
These tricks are old
Hey!
This is a poor man’s game
You can’t suck your problems away
I have an address
I have a right to know
I have a knife and all I need is
15 minutes of your time, oh, sugar
And I will skin you alive
I considered you a sort of wayward soulmate
A metaphorical shopping cart of emotion
I starved myself just so you would love me
And now I’m tired and I want to lie down
I confided in you like a diary of fathers
A gravitational pull of autographed secrets
I punctured a vein just to mark my territory
And now I’m woozy and I can’t find the remote
Hey!
This is a poor man’s game
You can’t suck your problems away
I have an address
I have a right to know
I have a knife and all I need is
15 minutes of your time, oh, baby
And I will skin you alive
Look at me in the eyes
Help me to better understand
Don’t fidget! sit still
Talk me through it real slow
Annunciate! Speak louder
Don’t leave out any fucking details
Well, I don’t buy it
You’re a liar
Tell me why you don’t love me anymore
These tricks are old, bitch
You’ve really let yourself go
You deserve whatever happens to you
It’s possible to climb life from either side
Patterns of harmony or perversion feed the same wolf
It’s a myth this win or lose context of opposites
Some estimate of realism set by dull pessimists
But I am the legend of disobedience
I’ll fall down just to get your attention
I’ll speak different languages to every creature in the whole world
And I’ll respond to your emotions with further turbulences and a nice cold beer
This analysis of inconsistencies is subjective
Soap your sins inside this cistern of shame, shame
This assistance that you assert to your sisters is useless
Your circumstances are unseasoned and mine are the same
Ghost’s palm; silent torch is before me
There she goes, watch me now
Thumbs knead new creases in my brain
Oh my booboo, you do you
Scratched clean my pores of your odour
Fortune cookie say good news coming
There’s some distance still to go but I’m on my way
Firstborn
You got a young daughter
You cut her, she’s slaughtered because of your culture
It’s silly!
Secondborn
A part me forced through a part you
Sunshine, pardon me,
Slip 'n' slide of afterbirth and shit
We have suffered enough
Through your past memories
I know how to make an example out of you, please
It’s a good one
I flush out all of my ambition with drugs
I leave you hanging on “read”,
Double blue tick, bitch, fucking lol
Double blue tick, bitch, fucking lol
Double blue tick, bitch, fucking lol, lol, lol
Double blue tick, bitch, fucking lol
Double blue tick, bitch, fucking rofl, tears of joy emoji, uh
Children, come laugh at your mama as she sleeps on a big pile of wedding photos,
torn to pieces.
Fucking for the first time,
Bloody little blanket,
Too drunk to recall it,
His seed has been planted.
One last line before bed, laying there, praying for death buton,
She would have pressed when she wore her wedding dress,
Smoked too many cigarettes, threw up on the wedding cake,
Then she slit both her wrists with the knife covered in icing,
No compassion, consummation was still daddy's only mission,
Her womb, contamination, like taking a bath in vodka,
Overcooked semen, undercooked steamed booze children,
Both came out wrong, malformed, embarrassing.
Fucking for the first time,
Bloody little blanket,
Too drunk to recall it,
His seed has been planted.
Your own kids make you sick,
You can't even look at them,
Told your friends they weren't yours.
One last line before bed, laying there, praying for death button,
She would have pressed when she wore her wedding dress,
Smoked too many cigarettes, threw up on the wedding cake,
Then she slit both her wrists with the knife covered in icing.
Yeah.
Fucking for the first time,
Bloody little blanket,
Too drunk to recall it,
His seed has been planted.
Why'd you gotta go and get me casting spells again?
I'm too old for this
Something about the way you pronounce your vowels, friend,
Your face stays the same!
Why'd you gotta go and get me casting spells again?
I'm too old for this
Something about the way you pronounce your vowels, friend,
Your face stays the same!
Your face stays the same
One, two, three, four...
It's not that bad
It's not that bad, shut up
It's not that bad
It's not that bad, shut up
It's not that bad
It's not that bad, shut up
It's not that bad
It's not that bad, shut up
Parliament, sodomy, calligraphy, calamari,
It's not that bad
Adequate, happiness, apologies, I'm sorry
It's not that bad
I wonder if she knew that it was my fingerprints
on the telephone keypad,
So when the door was kicked down
and the guns glinted blindly into out eyes,
She spoke her final fabrications,
And I said nothing,
I said nothing,
I said...
It's not that bad
It's not that bad, shut up
It's not that bad
It's not that bad, shut up
It's not that bad
It's not that bad, shut up
It's not that bad
It's not that bad, shut up
Parliament, sodomy, calligraphy, calamari,
It's not that bad
Adequate, happiness, I'm sorry, fuck you
It's not that bad
NOW LISTEN
YOU ARE NO LONGER PART OF THIS CONVERSATION
ALL OF YOUR VISITING RIGHTS HAVE BEEN DENIED
YOU HAVE LITTLE BIT OF FOOD IN YOUR BEARD
THERE IS NO PURPOSE TO YOUR ENTIRE EXISTENCE
AND I AM SO SICK OF YOUR FAT FUCKING FACE
Why'd you gotta go and get me casting spells again?
I'm too old for this
Something about the way you pronounce your vowels, friend,
Your face stays the same!
Why'd you gotta go and get me casting spells again?
I'm too old for this
Something about the way you pronounce your vowels, friend,
Your face stays the same!
Yes sir
Nice job
Got to me good
When you took me
I'm yours
Nobody knows
Pardon me, sir
Can we go now?
Many hours
Handcuffed
In the shower
Water's too cold
Friday Night
We cut out
Pictures from
The porno magazines
Yes sir
Nice job
Got to me good
When you took me
I'm yours
Nobody knows
Pardon me, sir
Can we go now?
Yeah! Yeah yeah!
Yeah! Yeah yeah!
Yeah! Yeah yeah!
Yeah! Yeah yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Woo!
Yes sir
Nice job
Got to me good
When you took me
I'm yours
Nobody knows
Pardon me, sir
Can we go now?
I don't want it
Maybe I don't want it
Maybe I want a little
Maybe...
Many hours
Handcuffed
In the shower
Water's too cold
Friday Night
We cut out
Pictures from
The porno magazines
Hello George
Thanks for coming
So nice to see you
How's the wife?
She always made
the best lasagne
How's the job
Still going good?
I'm guessing so
That's great
Oh that's lovely
I'm so happy for you.
Be my guest, pardon me,
Excuse my bathroom, it's such a mess,
Doctor said it was my negligence,
Imagine all of my shame that I had murdered my daughter,
All in bits,
Careless the car had hit,
It was an accident, mistake, shit
I was the lone witness
But I did not witness anything,
I was too busy, mister.
Police, they don't even knock anymore,
Ask me questions that I don't have the answers for,
I was not looking,
Blame thy neighbour,
Blame thy neighbour,
Covet all his goods,
Blame thy neighbour,
B-B-Blame thy neighbour,
Kick him in his cunt,
I am so clever that I...
I had
The foresight to keep parts of...
Parts of her body,
I'm so clever,
I'm so clever,
I buried her there,
Be my guest, pardon me,
Excuse my bathroom, it's such a mess,
Doctor said it was my negligence,
Imagine all of my shame that I had murdered my daughter,
All in bits,
Careless the car had hit,
It was an accident, mistake, shit
I was the lone witness
But I did not witness anything,
I was too busy, mister.
In my heart
There's a worm
Says that I'm
Killing her
I feel like
I'm supposed
To be doing
Something else
And I could eat
A cigarette
That's when she came in, that's when the ghost came in
Scribbled all over your face, baby
Fucked me and the inside of her vagina,
Felt different than yours,
And it made me sad, it made me so sad
Built a nest
Long ago
Kept myself
Safe, enclosed
in comforts
Things I know
Until I
Could not move
And she gave me
A cold sore
This night we escape
And I'm off to find our kids
I had slept
For how long?
You were gone
Our son was
God knows where
So I sold
Our house to
The fucking devil
And I could eat
A cigarette
Bought this antique carriage, hope you like it
Scribbled all over your face, baby
Fuck you and the inside of your vagina
This night we escape
And I'm off to find our kids
It's not all about you
And I'm off to find our kids
Christ!
Christ this doesn't feel very nice.
Reminds me...
Reminds me of those nightmares,
So common now,
Less scary now,
More mundane basic dreams,
And I sleep like I've been shot now.
And I always thought I was bran flake clever, sir,
(And I always thought I was bran flake clever, sir,)
Yet I fell in love with every line of your letter, sir
And I tasted blood,
I want my mommy.
He handed me,
A tiny apple,
Our fingers touched,
Someone saw us and...
He handed me,
A tiny apple,
Our fingers touched,
Someone saw us and...
Someone saw us and...
Someone...
I just had to follow him,
He showed me his overgrown rowboat and I got in.
I got in.
I just had to follow him,
He showed me his overgrown rowboat and I got in.
I got in.
He was a salesman,
He left a statue of me,
His features changed,
We raised an army,
He never let go of my hand,
We grew old together,
Then he forgot about me,
He was a salesman,
He left a statue of me,
His features changed.
Christ!
Christ this doesn't feel very nice, very nice.
Very nice, very nice.
Christ, this reminds me of those nightmares,
Very nice,
Common now,
Much less scary now,
Mundane,
Mundane basic dreams,
Very nice, basic dreams
Common now, less scary,
Christ, this reminds me of those nightmares,
Very nice,
Common now,
Much less scary now,
Mundane,
Mundane basic dreams,
Very nice, basic dreams
Common now, less scary.
And he woke up clutching his throat,
Mouthing his wife's name,
Casting a spell on her,
Guess the gods were busy that day.
You are a goddamn miracle,
You should be so grateful,
(every pore was sprouting with wheat),
You are an enigma of science,
(he vomited up cotton and rice),
Let us look after you,
(ring finger snapped off like chalk),
You are a goddamn miracle,
(he was too hungry to sleep),
You should be so grateful.
He was not surprised she had,
Tried to kill him,
Her evil streak was why he,
Married the wife in the first place,
And he was much more concerned,
That he was still alive.
You are a goddamn miracle,
You should be so grateful,
(every pore was sprouting with wheat),
You are an enigma of science,
(he vomited up cotton and rice),
Let us look after you,
(ring finger snapped off like chalk),
You are a goddamn miracle,
(he was too hungry to sleep),
You should be so grateful.
What would Jesus do?
What would Jesus do?
What would Jesus do?
What would Elvis do?
What would Elvis do?
What would Elvis do?
What would Lana do?
Lana Del Rey, what would she do?
Smoke a cigarette in the cinema?
Probably.
And he woke up clutching his throat,
Mouthing his wife's name,
Casting a spell on her,
Guess the gods were busy that day.
What would Jesus do?
What would Jesus do?
What would Jesus do?
What would Elvis do?
What would Elvis do?
What would Elvis do?
Something doesn't add up
Take a photo with the flash check her face all wrong
She's scared she's looking away
Come outside with the fence, shoot a better one
God's disappointed
He's got a plan
To flip the switch
Delete us all
Turn us to dust
He'll start again
It's no big deal
When you're God
Look how awkward she is,
She's practically puking, she is,
Bouncing her little baby a little too hard,
Ma'am may we ask you a few more questions
I am itching to arrest someone get the bulletproof vest,
You attest to your best guess that she shot first
We protest with our fists on the bible, yes
Been so long since the cop was the hero, so excited
I am itching to arrest someone get the bulletproof vest,
You attest to your best guess that she shot first
We protest with our fists on the bible, yes
Been so long since the cop was the hero, so excited
I am itching to arrest someone get the bulletproof vest,
You attest to your best guess that she shot first
We protest with our fists on the bible, yes
Been so long since the cop was the hero, so excited
I am itching to arrest someone get the bulletproof vest,
You attest to your best guess that she shot first
We protest with our fists on the bible, yes
Been so long since the cop was the hero,
And you talk about love but you won't suck a dick ya.
lalalalalalalalalala
Tell your friends that you love them
lalalalalalalalalala
Tell your friends that you love them
La la la lalalala
Tell your friends
lalalalalalalalalala
Tell your friends that you love them, that you love them, love them
Hey, I took
A selfie
Of you
And your
Suicide
I got so
Many likes,
I got so many likes,
I love my friends
I am so popular, so popular
I didn't want to hurt nobody
I love my friends
I am so popular, so popular
I just wanted to you to like me, I just wanted you to lalalala
Lalalalalalalalalala
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Lalalalalalalalalala
BLEERGHH BLEERGHH BLEERGHH
lalalalalalalalalala
TELL your friends
lalalalalalalalalala
Tell your friends that you love them, that you love them, love them
WHY CAN'T I SEE YOU ANYMORE
LA LA LA LA LA
WHY CAN'T I SEE YOU ANYMORE
LA LA LA LA LA
Ok
Alright
I get it now
You're the problem
I'm gonna tell everyone
You're the problem
Look at me
You're the problem
I've been saving into my pension fund and finding God in yoga
God in yoga
I've been counting up my calories and finding God in yoga
I've been saving in my pension fund
lalalalalalalalalala
Tell your friends that you love them
lalalalalalalalalala
Tell your friends that you love them, love them, love them
WHY CAN'T I SEE YOU ANYMORE
LA LA LA LA LA
WHY CAN'T I SEE YOU ANYMORE
LA LA LA LA LA
Bulimic,
Believe in her,
An insect's dinner,
With bad table manners,
Psychosomatic.
Girl finds a dirty magazine,
Underneath her daddy's bed,
She starts bleeding immediately.
Chain smoking her brother's cigarettes,
The most predictable end to the movie,
Her spit started tasting a little bit bitter,
Like the jealous face of a vegetarian, interior,
The fork became her only enemy, enemy,
The knife became her only friend, only friend,
Another meal made out from amphetamines,
Oh father, please forgive me.
Appalled by her barbies,
Their fake smiles, their bodies,
Her mirror gets angry,
Her waistline, her pussy.
What about service?
What about?
What about siblings?
What about?
What about purpose?
What about?
What about surviving?
What about?
What about service?
What about?
What about surviving?
What about it?
A race to find,
A new way to disguise her size,
Say grace, goodnight mom.
A better place for her to sleep at night.
Yours was the first name on the list of credits
Dancing in the train graveyard, celebrating
Your liberated lonely knuckles, discovering
The intimacy between the lines of paper
The ink that only dries in your last days
You drank so much the baby came disfigured,
But it was still your favourite prop
Donning the most expensive burka
And a crossword wedged between its thighs
You're an adult now
Your neighbours, they
Gagged and vomited, but
The sunshine, he
Knew your name that day, and
I almost want to smile
The moans of rusted machinery
Reminding you of your grandparents house
Where every meal lingered from the aftertaste of soap
But was prepared by a love only wheelchairs could manipulate
Yours was the first name on the list of credits
Dancing in the train graveyard, celebrating
Your liberated lonely knuckles, discovering
The intimacy between the lines of paper
Sweetheart,
You cannot be
So persistent
And just please get out
You come across
Too interested
Breathe out
The policeman put two and two together,
Ignored the “don't open” sign on the door,
And he found the pieces of her body,
And he blamed the first man around,
We knew it didn't really add up,
But it's hard to argue with a gun,
And it felt so insensitive for us to interfere.
We watched the handcuffs turn his fingers grey,
We watched the 9 o'clock news that night,
We ate our microwaveable dinners,
We could not sleep.
They found her hair,
On the dashboard,
They found, they found, they found...
They found the rotting sneakers, damp
Underneath his kitchen floorboards, woah,
Underneath his kitchen floorboards.
They found the rotting sneakers, damp
Underneath his kitchen floorboards, woah,
Underneath his kitchen floorboards.
And he was my neighbour,
And he was the first man around
So we buried her there.
We can all blame someone else for our faults,
For all that we've become
But when you shake hands with the hole in yourself,
You realise we're the same, the same
As if a lightswitch in her mind,
It cursed all of her damn smarts,
And she prayed she was as fucking dumb
As everyone else was
That's enough!
What about the time
We got the photo of
When our little hero
She met the sad
Man by the river
With the birthmark
Walking with a cane
So familiar
Like her night terrors
He knew her name
Took her by the wrist
And touched her navel
He wore a three piece suit, two sizes too small
And like a play
They held hands
And like her Dad
He said the word
Town tried to protect her
But he had what they could never have
And like a play
They held hands
And like her Dad
He said the word
We can all blame someone else for our faults
For all that we've become
But when you shake hands with the hole in yourself
You realise we're the same, the same
That's enough!
As if a lightswitch in her mind,
It cursed all of her damn smarts,
And she prayed she was as fucking dumb
As everyone else was
Every part of me has been erased,
Bits of my fingers are gone,
Don't know what this translucent tube is,
In my stomach, but it feels wrong,
I used to know how to scream, you know,
But now every sound comes from my thoughts,
I ensure my eyes only turn slow,
Because I don't want to get caught,
And I find clues,
In these brick walls,
It's my handwriting,
But completely illegible
The film moves every time
I blink too rapidly
Feed me,
Please feed me,
Give me food
I am happy,
In my designated corner,
Water drips from the ceiling
Every part of me has been erased,
Bits of my fingers are gone,
Don't know what this translucent tube is,
In my stomach, but it feels wrong,
I used to know how to scream, you know,
But now every sound comes from my thoughts,
I ensure my eyes only turn slow,
Because I don't want to get caught,
And I find clues,
In these brick walls,
It's my handwriting,
But completely illegible
Decaying candles,
Perishing gently,
She lit her cigarette,
Reliving how she,
Crucified something,
She once loved,
Yet felt nothing.
Listen!
You cannot be so into yourself.
Behold,
The widow's grown horns,
Her shadow behind
Decaying candles,
Perishing gently,
She lit her cigarette,
Reliving how she,
Crucified something,
She once loved,
Yet felt nothing.
Listen!
You cannot be so into yourself.
Stop! Stop!
“I insist, you've got to have a bit of wine,
It's better for a pallet.
It's the benefit of living in the palace”
Apparently he grew suspicious,
Frisking at the chalice, a fallacy is amiss,
He knew he had been poisoned, but he drank it anyway.
Fingernails grew three inches,
Changed yellow,
Fell off,
Became dust.
He felt the crisis,
Heartbeat, like, twice as
Fast, she was laughing,
His face was priceless,
Rice and a dark foam,
Dried him to brimstone
Decaying candles,
Perishing gently,
She lit her cigarette,
Reliving how she,
Crucified something,
She once loved,
Yet felt nothing.
Listen!
You cannot be so into yourself.
Hello. Congratulations.
You. You got the latest.
High score on your little video game (well done!)
Your index finger.
Moved a little faster.
Got the same colours in the exact right order (well done!)
You. You were distracted.
Good. By the music.
Your headphones built a wall between your everything. (well done!)
True. You were distracted.
Bad. Nothing mattered.
Not even the truck knocking down little baby baby.
Didn't see your daughter,
Snowflakes on her tongue,
Head through the windshield,
Shivering from the cold, what have you done, oh my God.
Hey. A little patience.
Girl. A little patient.
Symphony of wires keeps her heart pacing. (well done!)
Man hands you a pen.
Asks for your consent, and
They press the button, let your child die (well done!)
You. You were distracted.
Moved. Your index finger.
Got the same colours in the exact right order.
Didn't see your daughter,
Snowflakes on her tongue,
Head through the windshield,
Shivering from the cold, what have you done, oh my God.
Hello. Congratulations.
You. You got the latest.
High score on your little video game (well done!)
Your index finger.
Moved a little faster.
Got the same colours in the exact right order (well done!)
Her statue moved and stated that this was the worst
Morning she ever had
And she asked us to please forgive her
Handwritten with love
Goodbye
Naturally you remember that corner with that one
Cracked sidewalk every child avoids
Such folklore imprinted out of principle but
She never heard the cries on the playground
Now do you believe in God?
Or are you convinced
That skipping rope was a metaphor
For a better place
Or are you not sure
About anything anymore?
I don't blame you, I was the same
I thought skipping rope was a metaphor
For a better place
But now I'm not sure
Naturally you remember that corner with that one
Cracked sidewalk every child avoids
Such folklore imprinted out of principle but
She never heard the cries on the playground
I got your message it smelt of petrol
Gag reflex of stray dogs and people.
Now do you believe in God?
Or are you convinced
That skipping rope was a metaphor
For a better place
Or are you not sure
About anything anymore?
I don't blame you, I was the same
I thought skipping rope was a metaphor
For a better place
But now I'm not sure
I think we might've made a mistake
We weren't looking for this at all
Don't tell anyone what we did
There's a fancy taste in my mouth
My doctor said I shouldn't worry
He told me he's seen this before
Please spare a dime mister
I'm so far from my home
I don't mean to sound dodgy
I just need to use your phone
I'm not having that much fun anymore
Luminous
Puberty
Misogyny
Once again,
His afternoon nap it was,
Disrupted by the widow's ghost,
Little handjobs in the back,
Of the carriage, Oh my God,
The horsemen pretended to cough,
Ignored the whispers,
About secrets of how to never grow old
And the ideal method to pronounce the Lord's name wrong
He could never wash,
The endless mistakes off of his hands,
And he could never smoke out,
The flammable voices inside his mouth
Counting the pebbles from the Church to his house,
Where he confessed about the citrous sting inside of his nostrils,
And the fishhook he swallowed when was just a young boy
Puncturing everything inside of him,
Just let me die.
Once again,
His afternoon nap it was,
Disrupted by the widow's ghost,
Little handjobs in the back,
Of the carriage, Oh my God,
The horsemen pretended to cough,
Ignored the whispers,
About secrets of how to never grow old
And the ideal method to pronounce the Lord's name wrong
And he could never wash,
The endless mistakes off of his hands,
And he could never smoke out,
The flammable voices inside his mouth
