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The Kubrick-Lynch Girls
03:00
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My old girlfriend's a witch
My next ex, an alien
If you're from 'round here
Guess you don't stand a chance
Both have similar ways
Shame on me, twice the fool
Unstable best friends
And souls more fit for Brad
I do. No, what did I do?
Win all this love without a single move
I do. No, what did I do.
Hecate, Diana. Do I thank you?
She said I have too much
power for just one man
Right then I knew
This riddle had a clue
One side wants me quarantined
The other wants to use
me as a tool
for some foolish prophecy
{Chorus}
Hecate, Diana. Do I thank you?
Is it Christmas?
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I thought you were being annoying but you were reminding me that I still got some screws to replace. Break yourself so I can fix me. I just committed a page to the story of my destiny, and you say, "this is good, give me more". The more you feed it the more it hungers.
Lessons from the cupboard.
Did I grow complacent and forget who I am? "Yes, your smile it told on you, and relayed to my screw."
Lessons, lessons from the cupboard.
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Be Dewey Cool
02:50
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I wouldn't be surprised if
We heard rumours of
The mans whose eyes
discerned and burned
all at once
before we even
chanced to see
naturally we didn't have to wait long
I wrote a paper
He didn't accept
He knew it wasn't me
I focused briefly
on the pain of the push
before I realized I was forward
I acted a fool
That's it just an act
but he didn't go to school
to play the audience
or play at all
Asshole, get up out of my class
He said you take the easy route
2nd place is a cop out
When you got gold in your soul
Maybe I'll see what he's talking about
(soulful whimpering)
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5. |
Catch The Release
02:25
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Riding in the dead of the night
Let my breath go its way
Plenty where you come from
Though I can't say the same for time.
Concrete beneath my feet
Clawing for my soul
Succeeds from time to time
Though I stand again & again
I wonder what I do it for
for the freedom, the freedom
YOu wonder watcha do it for
for the bleeding, the bleeding
They wonder why we do it at all
What's the reason?
Riding and riding until we die
Makes us feel so alive
If that sounds corny jump off a cliff
If that don't get ya higher than a
"Doctor, oh doctor I think he's dead"
Painted his picture with to much lead
I got the perfect fix
Here I go Indy Mctwist
Riding in the dead of the night
Let my breath go its way
Plenty where you came from
Though I can't say the same for time
No, I can't say the same for time.
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