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Never got scared at all
Till the hatred out of my mouth
Killed the deaf
Killed the air
As soon as I grabbed your hand
And I feel I’m powerful once again
And I search for you as badly as
Burning lips thirst for water
But I found flames I found a beach
On which dead bodies were sunbathing
And I found flames I found a beach
On which dead bodies were sunbathing
Oh Lord water all around
And nor even a drop to drink
I found flames I found a beach
On which dead bodies were sunbathing
Oh Lord!
Oh Lord!
Oh Lord!
Give me strength
I have none
Never got scared I swear
Never got scared
Till the hatred out of my mouth...
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The day I blew out my brains
I was feeling less lonely than the other days
The day I blew out my brains
it was not such a long decision to make
And there'll be blood in their eyes
there'll be blood on the walls
there'll be blood on the floor
there'll be blood on our fate
and you're the one supposed to clean the shit I've made
there'll be mud on their hands
there'll be mud everywhere
there'll be mud among the good and the ones
who chose to stay away
The day I blew out my brains
it was not such a long decision to make
The day I blew out my brains
I was feeling like being in space
And there'll be blood in their eyes
there'll be blood on the walls
there'll be blood on the floor
there'll be blood even on blood stains
and you're the one supposed to clean the shit I've made
there'll be mud in my lungs
there'll be mud on my legs
there'll be mud everywhere
there'll be blood!
there'll be tears in their eyes
there'll be tears on the streets
there'll be tears everywhere
there'll be tears to share between you and me
It's my mind that's bleeding
It's my mind that's bleeding
It's my mind that's bleeding
It's my mind that's bleeding
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Die, Do Me A Favor
04:36
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Every place is the wrong one for me to stand
So why am I standing on the bare sand?
Every race is the wrong one for me to get on with
So why was I born in dirty land?
My spirit got here
There was a goal to worship
My spirit got here
It had to dig in order to build
Among a sea of beauties that could be seen
But I got blind watching my millennium's last solar eclipse
Every race is the wrong one for me to get on with
So why was I born in this dirty land?
Every sex is the wrong one for me to have sex with
So why am I stuck in this burning hell?
I’m not willing
To lay down
And open my heart
To the ground
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I got a gun full of love
I bet our God cheated on us all
Whether may I
Be crawling or flying
I feel like a king
And isn’t nothing the brightest of all possible things?
I got a gun full of love
I bet our God cheated on us all
The look of the ones who chose a bright ending over something worse
So why am I holding a rope?
‘Cause I got a gun full of love
I came here to shoot at every bone of yours!
Whether may I
Be crawling or flying
I feel like a king
And isn’t nothing the brightest of all possible things?
I got a gun full of love
I bet our God cheated on us all!
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5. |
La Chanson Pour Survivre
04:23
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How much truth is there
In what your omniscient mouths say
They’re begging for me to fall
I’m still standing
And the sun is brightening
And my mind is cleaner
And my heart is wider
And my soul is shiner
I feel like I polished stains away from my old visions
Give me strength
Pour survivre
Give me strength in arms
Give strength to my liver
Give me strength in flesh
So I could fill up what lacks
Give me strength now
To burn your heart down
Give me truth
So I could see through you
Give me strength in feelings
Give me feelings pour survivre
Give me strength in behaviour
So I could kill all traitors
Give me truth
Give me truth
Give me truth
So I could see through you
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6. |
A God's Abuse
03:34
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I don’t care about your friends
They’re all alive and mine are dead
Two different backgrounds
Is that a good enough excuse?
My friends’ yellow eyes
Not a good enough excuse
To justify such a God’s abuse
I don’t care about your friends
They’re all alive and mine are dead
I don’t care about your brother
He’s a good fella and mine is a dickhead
My friends’ yellow eyes
Is that a good enough excuse?
To justify such a God’s abuse
Two different backgrounds
It’s not a good enough excuse?
To justify such a God’s abuse
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Did I commit any harm?
If so
May the sky
Burst away life
May stones and dust
Be hurled against me
I don’t fear
The sky
WAVES ARE FLAMES!
HEAVEN’S MOTHER IS SENDING US GRACE!
May the sky
Burst away life
Waves are flames!
And I don’t fear the sky
May stones and dust
Be hurled against me
I don’t fear
The sky
Life
would be
empty
without
you
depriving
me
of
life
LIFE! LIFE! LIFE! LIFE! LIFE! LIFE! LIFE!
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Things were gonna be fun
As I kept heading down
To the town I was born
A savage place of fertile ground
I thought I had died in the sleep
Somehow a year had gone by
My flesh made the still air cold
A rotting sea of no possibilities
Living living living on
I feel like someone is choking my brain
Somehow a year had gone by
My flesh made the still air cold
But things are gonna be fun
In the little village I’m heading to
I feel like someone’s downstairs
Waiting for me
I feel like someone is about
To choke my brain
Who says I’m low
Is telling a lie
‘cause I’m glowing
and my feelings are high
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9. |
Sunshine On My Head
08:51
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Forgive me son
I spent all my money on
Paying two rents
For a couple of women you’ve never met
But I got the sunshine on my head
It’s straight there!
I got the sunshine on my head
Damned hell, it’s straight there!
In this desiring state
The self is self-illuminating
Forgive me wife
You got too fat and I realized
Better to spend my time on free time
Easier to leave you breathless
than to leave you breathing
Forgive me wife
I’ve just realized
WHAT A HANDSOME MAN I AM
LORD GIVE ME STRENGHT!
But I got the sunshine on my head
It’s straight there!
But I got the sunshine on my head
It’s straight there!
I got the sunshine on my head
Damned hell, it’s straight there!
What a handsome man I am
What a handsome man I am
What a handsome man I am
Lord give me strength!
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10. |
Prison Ballad
09:19
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I woke up at noon
And I was grey in the face
And I was grey in the heart
Because things had let me down
Life had sucked away my spirit
And my spirit was optimistic
And my spirit was pretty wise
Things got bad
Since the night I stole
From my cousin’s panties
‘cause I needed to find some dope
Things got bad
Since the night I stole
A few bucks from my uncle’s pocket
‘cause I needed to buy some blow
Things got crazy! Things got wild!
Things got appealing just for a while
Things got crazy! Things got wild!
Things got appealing and everything was fucking fun just for a while
Johnny my boy!
Tell me about your days
Tell me about the time you got caught
Hiding a bag of blow behind your cock
Johnny my boy!
Don’t push it too hard
Your dad is dead but he would be grieving in sad sad tears
Time for you Johnny
To get back on your feet
And leave this town
‘cause this town is sick
But sick or sweet Johnny?
Johnny my boy!
Tell me about the glory in it
It cannot be over like this
It could not end up like this
Johnny my boy!
Tell me about your prison days
And this ballad is dedicated to you and me, FREE
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