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I DON’T EVEN KNOW
WHERE THIS PATH IS GONNA LEAD
I’M GONNA TAKE MY CHANCE
GONNA FIND OUT WHAT I NEED
OH BABY
I DON’T EVEN KNOW
WHERE THIS PATH IS GONNA LEAD
I’M GONNA TAKE MY CHANCE
IT’S THE ONLY WAY I’LL SEE
OH BABY
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GUTS
04:21
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LITTLE PILL
YELLOW BLUE
EXTRA STRENGTH
A HUNDRED PROOF
TENSION BUILDS
STIFFENED FRUIT
LORD KNOWS WHAT I’LL DO TO YOU
SOFT AND PURE
RAZORED HUE
FINGERS WET WITH MORNING DEW
ODOROUS MY HOME BREW
VANILLA MILKY FILTH INFUSED
SPASM LASTING
LUST ATTACKS ME
STUBBLE CAUSES CHAIN REACTION
BONES ARE CRACKING
MUSCLES ASKING
ROUGH TO TOUCH
WHY WON’T YOU HAVE ME
PLUG IS SHAFTING
BREATH IS PANTING
BODY THROBS
MY SKIN IS CLAPPING
BRAIN IS CLASHING
BLISS IS GRASPING
LET GO
I AM GRASS AND
I AM STONE
I WILL BE GROWN
I AM FIRE
I AM STRENGTH
I WILL BE SHOWN
I AM WATER
I’M EMOTION
I WILL FLOW
I AM AIR
I CHOOSE TO DARE
JUST WHERE I GO
I DON’T WANT TO STAY HERE
AND YOU
YOU’RE SO TENDER
WITH YOUR INSIDES
ALL AROUND ME
I FALL IN LOVE
AND I’M SO DAMN BITTER
OF THAT FISHEYE LENS
I CAN’T COMPARE
I CAN’T CUM
BRING ME BACK TO MY BODY
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HEAD’S A MESS
BEADS OF SWEAT
LEFT MY SHELL
TOTAL WRECK
BLANKET OFF
TEETH ARE GONE
SHATTERED BY
MY NERVES OF LOVE
BULGING OUT
BLEEDING DOUBT
AM I LOST
OR AM I FOUND
ALL ALONE
WITH NO ONE HOME
FEAR RESIDES WITHIN MY BONES
I DON’T WANNA KNOW
JUST WHERE YOU’RE SLEEPING
YOU’RE NOT CALLING
HELLO GHOST
WHERE’D YOU GO
VANISHED THIN
NO CONTROL
LEFT WITHOUT
A SCREAM AND SHOUT
I THINK I’VE BEEN HERE BEFORE
OUT OF REACH
SLOW TO SPEAK
PATIENCE DIES
UNDER MY FEET
LEARN TO DEAL
WITH WHAT YOU FEEL
NO YOU CAN’T HIDE
FROM WHAT IS REAL
I HATE THE FUCKING AFTERNOONS
AND THE WAY THAT PEOPLE ASK YOU
“DO YOU WORK HERE”
I MEAN
DO YOU SEE MY FUCKING NAME BADGE
WHY ELSE WOULD I WEAR THIS FUCKING VEST
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4. |
PRIS
02:47
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IN THE HOUSE
OF BURNING ROOMS
I THOUGHT OF YOU
PLEASE JUST TELL ME WHAT TO DO
OH WHAT TO DO
WHAT IS LEFT TO LIVE HERE
IN THE FIRE’S WAKE
THE HARDEST PART OF LEAVING
TO WATCH IT DECAY
I’M COMING TO YOU FIRST
EVEN THOUGH YOU MAKE IT WORSE
MY PERCEPTION GETTING CLOUDY
SOMETHING TO BELIEVE
NOT EXACTLY WHAT I NEED
JUST TAKE A LOOK AROUND ME
PUTTING ALL MY STOCK DOWN
IN THE WEAKEST ROCK
NOW I’M FEELING ENABLED
THROW AWAY THE TAROT
GUTS ME LIKE AN ARROW
I’M FEELING UNSTABLE
CALCULATE THE NUMBERS
SIGNS OF ALL YOUR LOVERS
PLANETARY CHAOS
ALL THE STORIES MADE UP
NEVER ASK A QUESTION
TIRED OF WHAT PLAGUES US
GIVING UP RELIGION
ALL MY SUPERSTITION
WHAT IS THERE TO LEAN ON
HEAVEN OR IN HELL
IN OUR MINDS WE ONLY DWELL
IT’S UP TO MY CREATION
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5. |
BUSTA
02:56
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WHAT A HORROR SHOW
THE THOUGHT TO LET YOU IN
YOU BUST DOWN THE DOOR
AS IF IT’S PAPER THIN
YOU WILL CUT ME UP
LIKE A SLASHER’S THRILL
BATHE IN MY BLOOD
SHOWERED IN MY FILTH
YOU’RE A HAUNTING GHOST
I CAN’T SLEEP AT ALL
YOU REACH DOWN MY THROAT
RIP APART MY JAW
SPIT ON MY FACE
TELL ME YOU’RE IN LOVE
EAT MY BODY UP
TIL I’M FUCKING DUST
SCARED OF LOVE
IT’S JUST A FEELING
YOU WILL DRAG ME OUT
OF MY LOVELY HOME
YOU WILL SLIT MY EYES
CRIMSON ON THE SNOW
YOU WILL SNAP MY NECK
LEAVE ME LYING PRONE
YOU WILL CRACK A SMILE
AS MY FLESH GROWS COLD
LEAVE IT ALONE
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6. |
GODLING
03:26
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CAFFEINATED CONSTIPATED
DON’T OWE YOU AN EXPLANATION
MOODY MOTHERFUCKER
ON THE STREETS OF DAYDREAM FASCINATION
HOT AND COLD
NEVER KNOW
TEMPERAMENTAL IS MY GOAL
DAMMING UP EMOTIONS
FROM MY FEARS OF EVER GETTING OLD
NARCISSIST PESSIMIST
ACT LIKE I DON’T GIVE A SHIT
TRUTH IS THAT I’M TENDER
AND MAYBE OVERSENSITIVE
I’VE SEARCHED FOR LINES
THAT FIT THE TIMES
TO SPEAK TO YOU IN CLEVER RHYMES
I’VE HAD ENOUGH OF FAKE AND FLUFF
THY WILL BE DONE
MY TASTE FOR BLOOD
NA NA NA NA NA NA
ANXIETY’S VARIETY
NOT HARD TO FIND INSIDE OF ME
CLIMB INTO THE DRIVER’S SEAT
MY HEART IS BEATING WILDLY
PANIC HITS FINGER TIPS
TIRED MIND CAN’T EVEN SIT
CLUTCH THE WHEEL
LEARN TO DEAL
WHAT YOU THINK
IS NOT ALL REAL
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7. |
PFEIFFER
04:09
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I KEEP
DRAWING WATER
FROM THE SAME WELL
BECAUSE NOTHING EVER
SEEMS TO WANT TO
TASTE THE SAME
UNAVAILABLE
AND SO AVOIDANT
IN THE END
I’M DISAPPOINTED
I BLAME MY EXPECTATIONS
RECIPROCATE MY FASCINATION
CAT EYES
AND DIFFERENT FACE
ANROGYNOUS
AND DIFFERENT NAME
BACK POCKET
I KEEP THE PAST
SOFTEN THE BLOW
OF WHAT WON’T LAST
AT NIGHT
IN MY DREAMS
IT FEELS SO REAL
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8. |
VOILE
04:22
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SCARED OF MY BUILDING
THIS TIME HAS BEEN
FILLING AMBITIONS AND WISHES
NO SPACE TO BE LIVING
MY DREAMS ARE SO RESTLESS
IT’S TIME TO CONFESS THIS
I’M SICK OF MY NAME
MY OBSESSION IS ENDLESS
MY FEELINGS GONE COLD
MY ASSUMPTIONS WILL FOLD
THE WARMTH OF COMPANIONS
DISASTROUS MOLD I
N A LABYRINTH OF FIRE
I’LL JUST SIT AND ADMIRE
A TIME THAT IS GONE
JUST A HOPELESS DESIRE
ALL OF MY FEARS
HOLD ON ME
THIS HOUSE IS STILL CHURNING
THE HALLWAYS ARE BURNING
WITH A BLACKNESS SO VASTLESS
CURIOSITY YEARNING
I JUST WANNA KNOW
JUST HOW DEEP IT CAN GO
BUT THE EDGE IS DEFENSELESS
WITH NO SAFETY IN TOW
THE FURTHER I CLIMB
THE YEARS JUST FLY BY
I’M LOSING CONNECTIONS
WITH ALL MY BLOODLINES
WHAT’S LEFT AT THE END
BUT A RECORD IN HAND
WITH NO ONE TO SHARE IT
BUT MYSELF WHEN I’M DEAD
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9. |
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I
CAN’T
GO
BACK
WHO’S TO SAY
WHAT WILL HAPPEN FROM HERE
GO TAKE SOME CHANCES
GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE
I’M GOING NOWHERE
IF I’M LIVING IN FEAR
(IT’S NOT ALL FAILURE)
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10. |
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ALL ALONE
WHAT DO YOU CALL YOUR NAME
HERE BELOW
MY LOVE
LOVE
LONG BEFORE
END OF YESTERDAY
FEEL THE GLOW OF LOVE
LOVE
DARK NO MORE
I’M ALL THE WAY OUT
CRAWL ON FOURS
GO AND LEAVE THE PAIN
FEEL THE WARMTH
OF LOVE
LOVE
I KNOW ONE DAY YOU’LL FIND A WAY
THAT SMILE RIGHT BACK UPON YOUR FACE
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