1. |
Worry
02:09
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All across a saddened nation
Towards the faces in cremation
All our souls in desperation
Crying out for Inspiration
As we begin to week
And our eyes start to seek
and we want to enjoy
a never ending joy
and our minds start to race
an unbearable pace
as we bitterly weep
like the pathetic creeps
In social Facilitation
Dying in exasperation
with mysterious tune
Crying in another womb
As we begin to week
And our eyes start to seek
and we want to enjoy
a never ending joy
and our minds start to race
an unbearable pace
as we bitterly weep
like the pathetic creeps
All across a saddened nation
Towards the faces in cremation
All our souls in desperation
Crying out for Inspiration
In social Facilitation
Dying in exasperation
with mysterious tune
Crying in another womb
As we begin to week
And our eyes start to seek
and we want to enjoy
a never ending joy
and our minds start to race
an unbearable pace
as we bitterly weep
like the pathetic creeps
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2. |
Triceratops
02:52
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3. |
Stupidity
02:47
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Go on and Fuck Yourself
As you take your revenge for a time
Commit your cheap ass crime
and pass as hardcore, you pompous ass
Stupidity
You think you have talent?
You're just a jealous and spoiled bitch.
Go on and live in malice
while you die in that ditch
Stupidity
You're gonna burn in hell;
in your own damnation
you think you've got patience?
you're not the queen of the nation
Stupidity
... Okay, I feel a lot better :D
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4. |
Celexa
03:13
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Waves of emptiness
Swallowing the surface
watch the world collapse
underneath your mind
pray to forgive, pray for your heart
pray that the sun will rise once more
open your eyes and see this light
let your shadows burn away
put on a song that cheers you up
Heatmiser or Jimmy Eat World
learn to forgive, learn to forget
move past the sins that bring you down
open your mind to others' hearts
let the Celexa let you in
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5. |
Amphetamines
03:28
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Cities falling under the sunset
Sing it fast don't spare a second
Do we remember laughter?
Or are we just left without breath?
Share each other but shield yourselves
Dare you give away the love you sell?
Thin and bare, crushing our chests in white heat.
All hope is gone- they can't find it now.
So tired- to rest without a bed, to breathe without air, to be fed your fill.
Before you think this is some teenage fantasy, don't get me wrong- the letters spell Tragedy
Plan-R and Preparation-H in his suitcase
And little white tablets for the stomachaches
You look so good to leave- when you're tripping on Amphetamines
And they find it, ohh.
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