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Køsmos
02:46
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Save me from the sea,
Wrecked within the cause, the black pearl and its curse, breaking all the waves midscene
The tales of our incense time boxes are dead,
in your bathroom , in your kitchen and in your head
No-
Why is he dressed like this?
What?
And hes got a lot of-
Rhum,
And its stuck in my nose now
Ill have to call my nurse mom
My nurse mom my nurse mom
Prophecy;
Pentacles king, sails all the ships he wants
and mocks the hierophant,
driving all the serfs insane
The tales of our incense time boxes are dead,
in your bathroom , in your kitchen and in your head
No-
Why is he dressed like this?
What?
And he's got a lot of-
Rhum,
And its stuck in my nose now
Ill have to call my nurse mom
My nurse mom my nurse mom
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Chad Baker
02:44
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I got it from the cops & I've been holding it up-
Bloodspots on my pot?
My legs are all fucked?
A dude in my trunk?
They reached over my house again
They're taking over
The different aspects of one's deviancy died
Breaking down our forces,then say our destiny's bright
Bright,Bright
They said it was bright, it's not bright
We're just some cry babies who were raised on a lot of lies
Lies
Lies
Spectacular wars in spectacular times,
Spectacular coffee at a spectacular price
(Spectacular gods in virtual after life)
Spectacular wars, spectacular cars,
(Spectacular gods in virtual after life)
Oh take ''em back to mine-
They're taking over
The different aspects of one's deviancy died
Breaking down our forces,then say our destiny's bright
Bright,Bright
They said it was bright, it's not bright
We're just some cry babies who were raised on a lot of lies
Lies
Lies
I shot it at the cops, Destroyer
Yeah, and I'll shoot some more just to see purple in its natural form again
Yeah but maybe I should just keep dreaming about it, Destroyer
Yet ill still kill myself in the end
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The ground shakes
For each of its steps,
We feel its paws
Deep in our chest
Like planes crashing
On tectonic nerves
We're drinking our kids' blood from the roots of our pain
Building the world of tomorrow with their bones for our base
Oedipal non-sense mixed with pragmatic fear
When we lurk into darkness we feel it right here
So take all your projects and throw "em at the sea
The scourge will whip fast and erase history
The powerful cattle denied its own demand
For one last, snap of lust
Before we all bite dust,
To taste sand we've been yearning for
So much, leaving clues aside
We fought all our siblings, and all losed in the end
Cain smothered Abel with endless love for years
The rebel in our hearts endlessly kills to feel
We're drinking our kids' blood from the roots of our pain,
And its allright, so long as we keep
Building the world of tomorrow with their bones for our base
Oedipal non-sense mixed with pragmatic fear
Structuralism for robot brains and tears
When we lurk into darkness we feel it right here
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Rübarb
00:53
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My House
03:16
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Fourteen good strikes on a rainy day
There were no rules to follow , no categories
Coughed in my mug, and then gagged some blood in it
All over this appeal felt worse and tragic
Everyone who's been there will let you know, everyone who's got their kicks off in this manor are never satisfied
They really want your bread, they'll put some voices in your head
And all the screaming & moaning now will feel like your doing, you know
Fucked mind will get used to it
Kids go crazy over it
And all the screaming now asking you to stretch it with pliers
That's my house now
That's my house now
This is where I fucking live
They really got to your soul
Real life has taken its toll
That's my house now
That's my house now
This is where I fucking live
Once you're experienced you're gone
It becomes more real than all
Wanna change my gun for a bigger one yeah
Cause lately I cant take it easy with it
Big mammals like to hunt down the smaller ones and yet
They like to be the ones whose flesh is eaten in despair
They drank me alive
Drank my wine for dimes
Gave everything I had
For time lost in their drives
Gave my mind a ride
In plastic-loaf land
Now my fingers are fried
And my ID's paralyzed
They really got to you
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7. |
Looks That Kill
02:19
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Now listen up
He's a razor sharp
So if you get in his way,
He'll just slice you apart
He writes these rules on your back,
To trap us like we're damn rats
If you don't know his name
MoustacheMan is the man in the back
But he's got the looks that kill
That kill
He's got the looks that kill
That kill
He's got the looks-
He's got the looks that kill
Motherfucker's looking great as hell
See he is bullet proof
He'll put you on the roof
And believe me you
He's rated PG13
When the church strikes midnight
It grows larger and larger
His panache is so slick, what a man boy
That's how he got the power
Cause he's got the looks that kill
That kill
He's got the looks that kill
That kill
He's got the looks that kill
Motherfucker s looking great as hell
He's got the looks that kill
Motherfucker s looking great as hell
He's got the looks that kill
Motherfucker s looking great as hell
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8. |
Money is Flesh
03:26
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Money's flesh, money's flesh in your hand
Money's flesh, this money's flesh in your hand
Money is flesh, money means flesh in your hand
Money is flesh, money means flesh in your hand
When you pay, you're a servant
When you pay, you're a servant
When you pay, you're a servant
When you pay, you're a servant
You deserve it, you deserve it
You deserve it, you deserve it
You deserve it, you deserve it
You deserve it, you deserve it
You deserve it, you deserve it
You deserve it, you deserve it
You deserve it, you deserve it
You deserve it, you deserve it
Money's easy to get out of your flesh
Flesh is easy to get when you work for your money
You deserve it, you deserve it
You deserve it, you deserve it
You deserve it, you deserve it
You deserve it, you deserve it
You deserve it, you deserve it
You deserve it, you deserve it
You deserve it, you deserve it
You deserve it, you deserve it
You deserve it, you deserve it
You deserve it
When you pay, you deserve it
When you pay, you deserve it
When you pay, you deserve it
When you pay, you deserve it
When you pay, you deserve it
When you pay, you deserve it
When you pay, you deserve it
Money is flesh, money's flesh in your hand
You deserve it, you deserve it
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Blister Sister Montreal, Québec
PPP
POSTMODERNPOWERPUNKFOLK
(CONQUEST) GEO CONQUERING
(WAR) GEO FIGHTING
(FAMINE) GEO DIET
(DEATH) GEO ASCENSION
SPIRITS OF THE NEOSPHERE, WE RE WAITING FOR YOUR REVENGE
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