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Oxygen
01:35
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You’re ice, I’m the water
You’re ice in the summer
(I’m) Oxygen…
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War Cell AWOL
02:21
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I don’t like the war, feels like I’m runnin’
Does anyone love anythin’ or is it just another waste of time? Yeah.
“All generations have killed. They’ve been divided and conquered. And all the while, inner wars rage on, with trillions fighting for existence. All except one.”
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Slit Wrists
03:24
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Drugs Loop
02:29
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I’ve got drugs, I’ve got drugs
Any ones
Inner worlds ain’t worlds enough, I don’t know what’s the worst love. If anyone wants another look, inwards there’s another drug
People get high, home by seven
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A Girl Damned
03:47
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Girl, damn you…
Girl waits, sittin’ all alone, she knows where to go, she told us
Just a rebel, a little witch, on the corner of a new street, yeah
We lie to wake you up miss, we lie to make you happy
The wills, the ways, the whens, whys, whats
We don’t know how we’re gonna bring you…back to the angels
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Chew, Spit, Spew
02:32
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Lick that microphone and realise you can atone. Sister ‘Me-no-like-fire’, the ways of you are kiss and hide. You say he bled a little mess, not good enough for a second kiss. Then why’d he use a brittle fist? (Not that you know less brittle fists). He is like me in male distress, while you go sleep with the nemesis. Brakin’ bones, not being the best. Not a lot of friends just enemies, to say that you don’t wanna breed more divorces.
You’re cut…free…I see…it’s you…so chew…spit…spew…chew…spit…spew…chew…spit…spew…chew…spit…spew…chew…spit…spew…chew…spit…spew…chew…spit…spew…chew.
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Feel
01:04
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Hold hands, I see your faces
I’d go so high to feel the senses
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Screaming Gugo
03:31
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He’s in my eyes, he’s in my soul, he’s everywhere, since I was seven. He’s in my life, deep in my bones, my blood runs cold, this is possession
Get up get out, get up get out…
He ups my shoulders, he now can see
Get up get out, get up get out…
Hear what I say when he takes over, listen what he says he’s so much older. I lost my body to an entity and took a solitary glance at eternity, yeah
Get up get out, get up get out…
Then he set my soul on fire, my girls were fallin’ and cryin’. As I stood in immortal chains, blood from my nose ran again
Get up get out, get up get out…
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Viva Lonely Star
04:30
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Here we are, girl we’re the bastards on a place unlike the rest, where we don’t like defeats. Our generation needs a rest from chaos and of an unrest and I know what the penis does, but I don’t know what the girl says, so he went and announced it, that I don’t know what the girl said about generations of incest and how relations hide it. No-one is lovin’ all what she said, so better not raise your voices about generations of incest and how relations hide it, okay?
Viva lonely star…viva lonely star…viva lonely star…viva lonely star…
“These same generations collaborate on raising new ones while they learn to walk and talk. The motivation is reaching horizons, not making new friends. You know it’s bad when there’s no-one outside, while frequent fliers spread frequent diseases. You know it’s bad when they all think it’s over, then climb the fence like weak little kids. There is no end…There is no end…There really is no fucking end…Our majestic sun still has no friend.”
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Soul Desire
01:38
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Soul desire, you’re divine
Soul of light, soul desire
“Lacerations and incense, defecation on seashells, the destination is our sweet world with a ton of disease oh lord I made a mess again. And just so you know man, I never give up, I never give up on the sin blah blah blah, I hold my hands up, I made a mess, a dirty mess sir, I’ll make a mess again.”
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Vividsection
02:31
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A new idea, let’s try somethin’ else, killerization, we've fucked all the rest. How do I take out the law, cannibalise my life and let my patience test everyone? Our kid I was sayin’, hey…go to the station…face towards Asia…and head to my nation…uh, do it!
Colorization, the colour runs out my head
Realisation, I kinda realise now
Killerization, to cannibalise my life
Or Vividsection, to cannibalise me dead
Vividsection, the colour runs out my head
Vividsection, I kinda realise now
Vividsection, to cannibalise my life
Vividsection, to cannibalise me dead
Vividsection…Vividsection…Vividsection…Vividsection, to cannibalise me dead.
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