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Drag Me to Help
07:19
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Drag me to Hell
Got souls to sell
Gonna break my knees
As I beg you please
I taste a drop of God on your tongue
I feel forgiven, I feel young
And so the horror mounts all in the upstairs hall
I see the sex and food and blood and guts on the wall
This place seems fit for you but I don’t even know your name
Concrete floors buckle in fear at the site of your angel face
The beast between your legs sanguine, in all its rage
My God, I’ve been here before it’s you…
Windowpane star
All I can say is I’ve been here before but I don’t know who you are
Over and over and over my shoulder but I can’t see very far
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Do You Need Me, Honey?
04:57
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She eyes me like a sad situation located at the back of the bus
I eye her like a warm set of sushi but I know that she costs too much
Do you really want to fuck with me?
Is it something that I can’t even see?
Now I think about her love all the time
I think I think about it all of the time
I think I’m bankrupt and fraud
I think I really need to talk to God
Am I more than a man?
Am I something that I don’t understand?
Does it eat your soul?
Do you need that rock and roll?
Do you need me, Honey?
A dynamite girl that I barely know
Thirty years deep with nothing to show
Two more tabs, I’m out of control
Keep your mouth shut so nobody knows
Do you need me, Honey?
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Buckles
06:01
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Jesus Christ, never ever let me go
Tom and Frances, they be banging on my door
Same old city, same old town that I love
I tell Frances, I take my orders from above
Come on Tom, is that blood on your shirt?
Frances smiles and now I’m rest assured
Ok guys, come and stay for a while
Just remember, I got a wife and child
Little lamb, little lamb, little lamb
Little lamb, little lamb, little lamb
It’s 10am and Frances don’t even care
She’s got a bullet in her arm and I’m starting to stare
Tom looks nervous as he asks me for smokes
Is that your blood? Well, here’s a Newport, of course.
He sparks a lighter, Frances looks at the ground
I grab a kitchen knife as I turn around
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Little lamb, little lamb, little lamb
Little lamb, little lamb, little lamb
I take the knife, I jab it into his neck
Frances screams, I drive it into her neck
I suck their blood then I spit on the floor
Jesus Christ, never ever let me go
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Back on My Bullshit
05:01
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I’m the hateful edge of a broken tooth inside a homeless schizophrenic
I’m the fires burning in one thousand starving orphans’ stomachs
I’m the Morning Star’s sun, I’m the devil Lucifer worships
I was sad…
But now I’m back on my bullshit
I thought I saw you in a dream
I thought you were someone else to me
I thought I knew everything
I’m the lake where your body is floundering
I’m the horror in the tabernacle
I’m the treacherous act inside the confessional
I thought I saw you in a dream
I thought I saw you in my dreams
I’m the hateful edge of a broken tooth inside a homeless schizophrenic
I’m the fires burning in one thousand starving orphans’ stomachs
I’m the Morning Star’s sun, I’m the devil Lucifer worships
I was sad…
But now I’m back on my bullshit
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Shrug Rug
07:03
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Wayside, the world it moves to the left
Partying with some dude named Jeff
My God, everything feels blonde
Hiding teeth behind the face forgot
I thought you told me where you parked?
Everyone wants to see their faces in the dark
Don’t stare, but I think I know that guy
Everyone wants to know what it feels like when they die
Too late, no one believes in God
Too late, no one believes in the world
Too late, you found the words but you, but you forgot
Too late, too late, too late
Doesn’t anybody know where we parked the fucking car?
Isn’t hope about something else that we consider art?
Holy shit, for real, I know that fucking guy
Everyone wants to know what it feels like when they die
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Dicky Ruby
08:34
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My friends think I’m dangerous, I think they love it though
Their talk makes me anxious, I think they know it all
My body feels so faded, can’t feel my legs at all
My name is Dick Ruby, I want to tell the world
Steve, my man, six bags into his hands
Well, he’s my brother, part time lover
That mother fucker, he loves to dance
We all get lost
We all get off
Sixteen, pure and clean
What it is to dream a dream
Mouthful luxury
More than what would seem obscene
We all get lost
We all get off
Don’t really want to see you, don’t really want to see you
Don’t really want to know you, don’t...
Don’t want to see you ruining on my bathroom floor
Don’t really want to see you dancing all alone
I don’t really want to know you, I don’t know you anymore
Don’t really need to know you, I’ve heard it all before
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Super Snake New Jersey
Super Snake is a mouthful of psychedelics washed down with ten beers while listening to Black Sabbath and the dirtier parts of Sonic Youth. "Leap of Love", their 2017 LP, was recorded with Kevin Antreassian from the Dillinger Escape Plan in a haunted cabin in the middle-of-nowhere Virginia. Terrifying antics ensue. Sit back, close your eyes, and enjoy the leap. ... more
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