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For The Lulz
01:00
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You've tried to talk to me many times.
About the choices that i've made, and the way I've lived my life
You've tried to preach to me many times
But i'm like talking to a brick wall and now i'm out of time
When the sky opens up to swallow us whole
There'll be no one left to save my soul
It's far too late for me now
When the nukes come crashing and some god steps in
there's nothing on this Earth that'll cleanse my sins
I had my chance and I pissed it away
I guess I'm going to hell
Oh well
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Whirlwind
02:21
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I said I would forget you even if you were the only one
I said I wouldn't let you even if it was just for fun
But i'm in this crazy world and everything keeps on fucking with my head
There's so many wrongs that I just can't forget
I'm so broke down and beat down and I am at my wits end
Yeah I'm broke down and beat down and I am having too many regrets
Will I have any dignity left in the end
Will I even live nearly long enough to see it
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The Infected
02:30
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On the darkest days I will wait for you to come out from your crypt
On the blackest nights I will wait for you to be done feeding on those heads
Humanity only runs skin deep it's ok yours is peeling off
My love for you will continue on even though you're one of the infected
On the darkest days I will worship you as a queen from some hell
On the blackest nights I will kill for you chopping up all my closest friends
Humanity only runs skin deep it's ok yours is peeling off
My love for you will continue on even though you're one of the infected
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Fall Away
02:18
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If you wait for me ever so patiently
If you hear my cries and always comfort me
If you stare at me ever so lovingly
I won't fall, I won't fall away, won't fall away from you
I know that late at night you're crying over me
But baby I'm not worth it I wish you'd save your grief
I am just one big mess stuck inside a dream
But I hope you'll stick around a while and not lose hope in me.
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If I Dropped Dead
01:30
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If tomorrow you awoke to news that I had dropped dead
Would you even bat an eyelash
Would you be in the slightest sad
Would you say a few dumb words about the good times from the past
When you've ignored my pleas for years
and couldn't give a flying crap
Don't do me any favors when I'm gone
Don't do me any favors when I'm gone
Don't do me any fucking favors
when my ashes are spread all over the ground
Don't do me any favors when I'm gone
Thanks
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Úgy tűnik, nagyon régen, mivel láttam az arcotokat
De én soha nem fogja elfelejteni a hónapok nevettünk és így kiáltott
Azt akarom, hogy tudd, én mindig rád gondolok
és bármit megtennék, hogy újra látlak
de most már nem lehet
nincs pénz és nincs munkája
így im itt ragadtunk
és én csak álmodhat
Timi és Csaba
Mindig a szívemben
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8. |
My Cigarette (Demo)
01:52
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Steve and the Neurotics San Antonio, Texas
Steve and the Neurotics is the new solo/side project of the vocalist/guitarist of Shower With Goats. If you took The Ramones, Alkaline Trio, Smoking Popes, & some 50's albums and tossed them in a blender... well you get the idea. Other than Steve, the band is backed by whatever of his friends happen to be around. ... more
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