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thick as thieves
03:16
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learn to love your friends
you better til the end
you’ve gotta let them lie to you
so you can lie to them to
for the greater good of yourselves
but you’re not listening again
you’re not lucid
(none of your business)
cash out artist
into the cigarette night
and hold me lover - make it alright
because I’ve been through this before
learn to love your friends
you better til the very end
you’ve gotta let them steal from you
so you can steal from them to
for the greater good of yourselves
but you’re not listening again
you’re not lucid
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drag
02:39
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you came creeping in when you saw that it was wounded
its yours to kill in the law of the jungle you've concluded
but the water is never empty of bigger fish now mind you
it's a chain that leads you to the mouth that finally eats you
and its too bad too bad to see you go like that
yeah its a drag drag drag to see you go
you wage war behind a pen and because the margin suits you
well heads will roll and hands will fold when this fable comes true
becuause the fates are good but they're not without a sense of humor
let you live long enough to watch your children suffer
and its too bad too bad to see you go like that
yeah its a drag drag drag to see you go
greed for the spoil gets you tied down to the tracks
and you'll probably die or travel on what comes around it goes around
you'll probably die but i don't know what comes around it goes around
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i've got a thing for birds
white mother says
i shouldn't talk so much
he's got 20 eyes reaching for his different eyes
20 hands reaching for his hands
i am alone - looking for myself again
the last i saw him
he was empty
but what he had was just enough
and he's not afraid of being called lazy
i hate everything that works
white mother says
i shouldn't talk so much
i am alone looking for myself again
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i miss the beach
03:39
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Ghost of Jayne Mansfield
03:33
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fridge buzz
01:45
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well i gave you all of me and all i got from you was shit...
but i don't thinkanything of just burying it - (the hatchet)
because you could never go to far my fine feathered friend
what goes over the devils back is bound to come under his belly again
and you're walking on every inch of me
yeah you're stomping on every inch of me
i gave you all of me and all i got from you was shit
but i don't think anything of just burying it - (the hatchet)
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