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IF YOU WANT ME TO
06:17
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Our days are numbered,
What have you done to me?
The woods, the fields, and the skies are growing darker,
As I lift my eyes to a far distant rain,
Look me in the eye,
Make me a lucky man tonight,
And I will make you my slave tonight,
And you can make me your slave,
You cannot take it like that,
YOU CANNOT TAKE IT LIKE THAT,
YOU CANNOT TAKE IT LIKE THAT,
I am burning,
Burn me,
Burn me,
Burn me,
I'm running.. into the sprawl,
The woods, the fields, and the skies are growing darker,
As I lift my eyes to a far distant rain,
Look me in the eye,
Make me a lucky man tonight,
And I will make you my slave tonight,
And you can make me your slave,
You cannot take it like that,
YOU CANNOT TAKE IT LIKE THAT,
YOU CANNOT TAKE IT LIKE THAT,
I am burning,
Burn me,
BURNING
Burn me,
BURNING
Burn me,
I'm running.. into the sprawl
I can smell it besides,
On your breath,
I look but cannot find a soul of depth,
You're not that knife,
To make me believe,
To get to tame me,
I wasn't asking for blood
I cannot forsake this,
cannot meet or embrace this,
And you get lucky too,
You get used to it,
Fucking used to it,
And you get lucky too
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FLESH OF EDEN
05:41
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Take my snake,
Take it all,
Flesh of Eden,
Now we're on a roll,
Just so you'll crave..
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3. |
L O O S E
04:45
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She's an iron craddle,
I have to understand,
She's no lover and yet I wanna show her a man,
She's no lover and I wanna give her a gift,
If you want to,
If you want to want to live,
Every fucking ugly,
Every every fucking ugly,
Got you blind and they got you (burried) in a box,
Got your moves like that withered tree waits for spring,
Sick of gender because gender is not what you are,
She says always keep a smile,
It keeps the pain at bay,
LOOSE as a fire spreading wing,
I want everything,
You make it so easy,
You make it sooo easy,
LET'S MAKE THIS FILTH SOMETHING THAT WE CAN LOVE,
I wander through the dark and tortured night,
With all I have and the scars on my side,
With my claws and my ax I'll cut your head,
To decapitate the crown of thorns you wear,
Your blood kept time before the winter began,
We've crossed the line and now it's our end,
Fucked up the feel of grief tonight,
LOOSE - LOOSE not mine,
LOOSE - LOOSE it's not what you had in mind,
LOOSE it's not what you designed,
LOOSE - LOOSE not mine
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