1. |
Pretty Lies
04:08
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Pretty Lies
Lightning bolts comin’ from your eyes (yeah)
Try to run but there’s nowhere to hide (yeah)
Got to get, got to get you back down (yeah)
Make you expose all those pretty lies
OHH
We got to get up and go
I said Ohh
Get your feet off the floor
OHH
We got to get up and go
I said Ohh
Get your feet off the floor
oooooh
Lightning bolts comin’ from your eyes (yeah)
Try to run but there’s nowhere to hide (yeah)
Got to get, got to get you back down (yeah)
Make you expose all your pretty lies
OHH
We got to get up and go
I said Ohh
We got to get up and go
I don’t know
All alone
On the floor
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2. |
Broken Knee
04:29
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Broken Knee
He’s gonna lay here, by the side of the road
That little doggie’s got nothing to show
He’s gonna wish, that he stayed home
He’s gonna lay here all alone
Well the moon I know is ‘a ridin’ high
And the risks I take might take my life
When the gavel comes down, last chance you know
Drags your soul right down below
He’s gone, with the dawn
His bones they carry on
You’re gonna soar, you’re gonna fly high
She’s gonna weep, she’s gonna cry
That little soul has gone astray
No coming back
To die another day
Well the moon I know is ‘a ridin’ high
And the drugs they say might take my life
When the gavel comes down, last chance you know
Drags your soul right down below
He’s gone, with the dawn
His bones they carry on
And so I left home
To follow my last road
ooooo
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3. |
Mind Evaporator
04:12
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Mind Evaporator
She walked right into my hands
She tore off my face and I screamed
She wore that shit like the mask from dreams
Wanted to come trippin’ back to see
Chorus:
And I watched you fall
And the tears roll down your heart
And it washes away my struggles
And it washes away my…
I went to the darkest depths of mine
Tore out both of my eyes, now I’m blind
Wanted to come crawling back to see
Cities, watch them crumble with disease
Chorus:
And I watched you fall
And the tears roll down your heart
And it washes away my troubles
And it washes away my…
-Breakdown-
Chrous:
And I watched you fall
And the tears roll down your heart
And it washes away my struggles
And it washes away my…
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4. |
Calculated Risk
07:33
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Calculated Risk
Well, we met with a bang and a flash
Like a .45 revolver ‘till the last shot’s cashed.
Well, I turned around to see what’s been done,
But before I know it she’s on the front.
Well shots rang out right in my ear,
and that lady’s gone ‘fore the smoke did clear
and she turned around to see what’s been done
‘fore I know it she’s on the run.
Chorus:
I want to believe that we’re alive.
I want to tell you we’ll never die.
Take the last breath of my short life,
but I let out a scream so hard it tears the sky
Well I drive around most every night,
Searching for a little lady who won’t treat me right.
She’s got long black hair and devilish eyes,
got a scarlet dress and an evil smile.
She’s gonna lay me down with all the rest,
tear my heart right out of my chest,
lay my little soul to waste,
throw that shit right in my face.
Chorus:
I want to believe that we’re alive.
I want to tell you we’ll never die.
Take the last breath of my short life,
but I let out a scream so hard it tears the sky
She’s gonna pin me down, and make me beg.
She’s gonna drive my mind, right out of my head.
She’s gonna pin me down, and make me beg.
She’s gonna drive my mind, right out of my head.
She’s gonna pin me down and make me beg,
Drive my mind right out of my head
Lay my little soul to waste
Throw that shit right in my face.
Chorus:
I want to believe that we’re alive.
I want to tell you we’ll never die.
Take the last breath of my short life,
but I let out a scream so hard it tears the sky
ooooo
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5. |
The Reaping Song
08:56
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The Reaping Song
Come on down and waste your life with me.
Come on down, forget your dreams and see.
Let’s go to the place that you don’t know,
Let’s find out where all our nightmares go.
Come Reap
Come Reap
Let’s trade faces so we won’t be seen.
Hide in shadows, right between the seams.
Hang ourselves beneath the coal-black trees,
Fall down, shatter, breaking both our knees.
Come Reap
No Sleep
Charyou Tree
Come Reap
Icicles are hanging from your cheeks,
You can’t see and so you won’t believe..
all the things I’ve shown you that you know..
come back burning from the depths below.
Come Reap
No Sleep
Charyou Tree
(I don’t know you anymore, I don’t owe you anything)
Come Reap
(I don’t know you anymore, I don’t owe you anything)
I don’t know you anymore, I don’t owe you anything
I don’t know you anymore, I don’t owe you anything
I don’t know you anymore, I don’t owe you anything
I don’t know you anymore, I don’t owe you anything
Ooooooooooo
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6. |
Some Lover
04:57
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Some Lover
Well that girl wasn’t just some lover,
That lady, she’s lying under-cover.
She walks down the avenue,
You know what she’s coming to do.
She’s wearing those high-heels…
That girl, she’s COMING TO KILL
Well you know you won’t be the first,
And you know you’re not the last...
She struts through your back-door
She’s coming to take just a little bit more.
She ties your hands with no slack..
And that’s when you know, you won’t be coming back.
Now you’re buried six feet under
You know that was your fatal blunder.
You scratch scream whine and moan,
But you’re in the dark and you’re all alone.
Your mind starts to un-fray,
Boy, this is where you’re gonna stay.
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7. |
Business as Usual
05:57
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Business As Usual
Won’t you sing along with me – about the things you’ll never be
Hearts all empty, full of hate – no one can escape this fate
….
Cruelty, violence, hands are stained – flesh is torn and blood is drained
I don’t know why you can’t see – it’s a whole new killing spree
Silent through windows he’ll climb – hunted down for all your crimes
In the darkness Death awaits – shadows kill and soul he takes
….
End is coming, don’t believe – I’m the last trick up your sleeve
Steel like lightning, blades of fire – tonight we build your funeral pyre
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8. |
The S.S. Shitstorm
11:15
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The S.S. Shitstorm
The ships are sailing, to the end of the earth.
Sailin’ away from you, and all that you’re worth.
The seas are raging, no land in sight.
The skies will open for you, babe, on this lonely night.
I want you to stay,
and I, I want you to go
back to the low.
I want you to pray.
And I, I want you to pray,
Pray for my soul.
I want you to
pray
for
my soul.
….
You better run, right back to your home
We’re coming tonight, down the east road.
She told you once, she told you again…
She told you 10 damn times, and you’ll listen then.
Cause we gonna roll, and the winds will blow..
And you better, you better get ready to go…
‘Cause I gave you everything that you needed to know..
Gave you my
Blood,
Sweat,
Tears,
And the shirt off my back.
And are you gonna run with me?
are you gonna walk?
Are you gonna ROLL with me?
And are we gonna talk? Talk? TALK?
‘Cause the ships are sailing, to the end of the earth.
Sailing away from you, and all that you’re worth.
The seas are raging, no land in sight.
Skies will open for you, babe, on this lonely night.
I want you to STAY
And I, I want you to go
back to the low.
I want you to pray
And I
WANT YOU TO
GET DOWN ON YOUR KNEES
and pray,
pray for my soul
I want you to
PRAY
FOR
MY SOUL
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