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Mr. Lenin - awaken the boy. Mr. Stalin - bi-sexual epoch. Kruschev - self love in his mirrors. Brezhnev - married into group s**. Gorbachev - celibate self importance. Yeltsin - failure is his
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Do I look good for you tonight. Will you accuse me as I hide. Behind these layers of disguise. And the mirrors of my own happiness. . I've loved the freedom of being inside. Need a new start and
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Next Thursday you're invited to watch Rising Tide's live coverage. Of a gala tribute in salute to Ronald Reagan. Host Haley Barbour joins special guest lady Margaret. Thatcher in celebrating the fo
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Culture sucks down words. Itemise loathing and feed yourself smiles. Organise your safe tribal war. Hurt maim kill and enslave the ghetto. . Each day living out a lie. Life sold cheaply forever,
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Wherever you go I will be carcass. Whatever you see will be rotting flesh. Humanity recovered glittering etiquette. Answers her crimes with Mausoleum rent. . Regained your self-control. And rega
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Here I am in amsterdam. I like it here they speak my language. Even though its not my own. Its got bbc for comfort zone. And best of all, its got marks & spencers. Equality for the masses never f
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I don't know if I'm tired and I don't know if I'm ill. My cheeks are turning yellow. I think I'll take another pill. . Praying for the wave to come now. It must be for the fifteenth time. I've b
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I hate purity,. Hate goodness,. I don't want virtue to exist anywhere,. I want everyone corrupt. . I am an architect,. They call me a butcher,. I am a pioneer,. They call me primitive,. I am
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Written by strummerjones. Say you stand by your man. Tell me something I don't understand. You said you love me and that's a fact. Then you left me, said you felt trapped. Well some things you ca
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I don't know if I'm tired and I don't know if I'm ill. My cheeks are turning yellow. I think I'll take another pill. . Praying for the wave to come now. It must be for the fifteenth time. I've b
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A framed adolescence steeped in the history of you. Stopping the summer once for you. Experience is lost on me I am melancholia eternally. But I still smile so stupidly. For the first time ever I
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Morning always seems too stale to justify. Lament blossoms, hours minutes of our lives. Broken thoughts run through your empty mind. At least a beaten dog knows how to lie. . I feel like I'm miss
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I hate purity,. Hate goodness,. I don't want virtue to exist anywhere,. I want everyone corrupt. . I am an architect,. They call me a butcher,. I am a pioneer,. They call me primitive,. I am
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You don't know what's going on. You've been away for far too long. You can't come back. And think you are still mine. . You're out of touch my baby. My poor old-fashioned baby. I said baby, bab
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Your dream can never earn enough. Ultimate nihilistic love. . Tennessee nights just zip-code love. Always believe the comfort of strangers. Tennessee eyes graffiti once blue. Media sells a trace
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Next Thursday you're invited to watch Rising Tide's live coverage. Of a gala tribute in salute to Ronald Reagan. Host Haley Barbour joins special guest lady Margaret. Thatcher in celebrating the fo
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Put some lipstick on. At least your lies will be pretty. A shadow on my face. And us donkeys wake up weary. . Sweating and sickly. Donkeys don't allow their tears. No emotion never feel. And d
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One two three four five six seven eight. . I am the raping sunglass gaze. Of sweating man and escort agencies. 60's Alienation the anthem of care. Now a knife constantly slashing eyelids. . Sla
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They call me mr. carbohydrate. It's the only thing i can digest. Xenophobia or general disinterest. I must catch up with all this stuff. . They call me a boring fuckhead. They say i might as we
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I see your sister in her Sunday dress. She's out to please, she pouts her best. She's out to take, no need to try. She's ready to make It's so easy, easy. When everybody's tryin' to please me, bab
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I wonder who you think you are. You damn well think you're God or something. God give life, God taketh it away, not you. I think you are the Devil itself. . If hospitals cure. Then prisons must
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Conscience binds you in chains. Trail by stone hammer and nails. No-one made the holes but me. Misery mourns to be devoured. . Killed God blood soiled unclean again. Killed God blood soiled skin
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I hate purity,. Hate goodness,. I don't want virtue to exist anywhere,. I want everyone corrupt. . I am an architect,. They call me a butcher,. I am a pioneer,. They call me primitive,. I am
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Embarrassed possessed and so uncivilized. Just take a look at the whites of my eyes. See me now and I will apologies. For me, for you, we knew they were lies It makes me angry, ashamed but really a
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A framed adolescence steeped in the history of you. Stopping the summer once for you. Experience is lost on me I am melancholia eternally. But I still smile so stupidly. For the first time ever I
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No one likes looking at you. Your lack of ego offends male mentality. They need your innocence. To steal vacant love and to destroy. Your beauty and virginity used like toys. . My mind is dead,
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Sovereign fingers scrape our lives until we are bought. Screaming comatose with blackboard chalk. Siphoned minds suck a wallet full of love. Spitting out a language I don't wanna talk. . Mother o
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Wherever you go I will be carcass. Whatever you see will be rotting flesh. Humanity recovered glittering etiquette. Answers her crimes with Mausoleum rent. . Regained your self-control. And rega
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