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[GERMAN]: Die Eier Von Satan Eine halbe Tasse Staubzucker Ein Viertel Teeloffel Salz Eine Messerspitze turkisches Haschisch Ein halbes Pfund Butter
My shadow's Shedding skin and I've been picking Scabs again. I'm down Digging through My old muscles Looking for a clue. I've been crawling on my belly
What's coming through is alive. What's holding up is a mirror. But what's singing songs is a snake Looking to turn this piss to wine. They're both totally
I met a boy wearing Vans, 501s, and a Dope Beastie t, nipple rings, and New tattoos that claimed that he Was OGT, From '92, The first EP. And in between
(Baby screams and cries) (space-like engine revs) (birds tweet, gradually fades into a sinking sound)
What was it like to see The face of your own stability Suddenly look away Leaving you with the dead and hopeless? Eleven and she was gone. Eleven is
[words in brackets unclear] Figlio di puttana, sai che tu sei un pezzo di merda? [1] Hm? You think you're cool, right? Hm? Hm? When you kicked out
He had alot to say. He had alot of nothing to say. We'll miss him. So long. We wish you well. You told us how you weren't afraid to die. Well then,
I will choke until I swallow... Choke this infant here before me. What is this but my reflection? Who am I to judge and strike you down? But you're
Something has to change. Un-deniable dilemma. Boredom's not a burden Anyone should bear. Constant over stimu-lation numbs me and I wouldn't have It
Dreaming of that face again. It's bright and blue and shimmering. Grinning wide And comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes. On my back and
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Some say the end is near. Some say we'll see armageddon soon. I certainly hope we will. I sure could use a vacation from this Bullshit three ring circus
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Die eier von satan Eine halbe tasse staubzucker Ein viertel teeloffel salz Eine messerspitze turkisches haschisch Ein halbes pfund butter Ein teeloffel
