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Find your faith in your security. All broken up at seventeen. Jam your brain with broken heroes. Love your masks and adore your failure. . We're a mess of eyeliner and spraypaint. D. I. Y. dest
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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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You need your stars, even killers have prestige. Access to a living you will not see. 24 boredom, I'm convicted instantly. Gorgeous poverty of created needs. . Slash and burn. Kill to live. Kil
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Always feeling torn and slow. Love song cull destroy poem. Misery and trauma making love. Best go shoot the * doves. The past is so beautiful. The future like a corpse in snow. I think it's all
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Love love love love love love love love. . We are not your sinners. Our voices are for real. We realised and won't be mourned. We gonna burn your deathmask uniforms. . We won't die of devotion.
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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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Find your faith in your security. All broken up at seventeen. Jam your brain with broken heroes. Love your masks and adore your failure. . We're a mess of eyeliner and spraypaint. D. I. Y. dest
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Who sees the interiors like young willem once did. Your beautiful triangle of distortion. Now you seem to forget it so much. Who sees the interiors like young willem once did. . Say you can remem
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Just let me hear some of that rock and roll music. Any old way you choose it. It's got a back beat, you can't lose it. Any old time you use it. Rock and roll music. If you want to dance with me.
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Love love love love love love love love. . We are not your sinners. Our voices are for real. We realised and won't be mourned. We gonna burn your deathmask uniforms. . We won't die of devotion.
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Find your faith in your security. All broken up at seventeen. Jam your brain with broken heroes. Love your masks and adore your failure. . We're a mess of eyeliner and spraypaint. D. I. Y. dest
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What's your story baby. No control of what I am saying. Winter leaves still make me believe. No vendettas, just a cherry blossom tree. . Never had the chance to take you home. Now there's no rea
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Libraries gave us power. Then work came and made us free. What price now for a shallow piece of dignity. . I wish I had a bottle. Right here in my dirty face to wear the scars. To show from wher
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Obedience to the law is free desire. Under curfew from neon barbed wire. Wasting away this country, wearing like a born dead. Free heroin shots for those who never beg. . Spectators of suicide.
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Life has been unfaithful. And it all promised so so much. I am a relic. I am just a petrified cry. Wheeled out once a year, a cenotaph souvenir. The applause nails down my silence. . La tristes
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The court has come. The court of the Nations and into the courtroom will come. The martyrs of Majdanek and Oswiecim. From the ditch of Kerch the dead will rise,. They will arise from the graves,.
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Libraries gave us power. Then work came and made us free. What price now for a shallow piece of dignity. . I wish I had a bottle. Right here in my dirty face to wear the scars. To show from wher
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Emily, Emily your gift to me. Emily, a modern sense of beauty. Emily, as precious as your memory. A simple word called liberty. . The relics, the ghosts, all down so many roads. The relics, the
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Days since I last pissed. Cheeks sunken and despaired. So gorgeous sunk to six stone. Lose my only remaining home. See my third rib appear. A week later all my flesh disappear. Stretching taut,
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My eco-system is based on hatred. My DNA remains untested. I hate the tyranny of the Sun. It always rises, always comes down. . I'm running out of fantasy. . I don't expect your sympathy. I'm
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Were we the kinnock factor. Am I talking private sector. Do I think Im shaun william ryder. Or my former friend whos now undercover. Hes gone, Im no deserter. Perhaps Im hard, all the same. . T
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The gap that grows between our lives. The gap our parents never had. Stop those thoughts control your mind. Replace the things that you despise. Oh you're old I hear you say. It doesn't mean that
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Things get clear when I feel free. When whatever next comes easily. When gentle hands give life to me. When your eyes fill with tiny tears. . When I'm this still you are my life. (When I'm this
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Libraries gave us power. Then work came and made us free. What price now for a shallow piece of dignity. . I wish I had a bottle. Right here in my dirty face to wear the scars. To show from wher
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Verse 1. This is no offense. But just an invitation. A sense of belonging, a sense of inspiration. Is heaven a place where nothing ever happens. Is it too much to ask. To disbelief in everything
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There are three ways to see despair. I've seen them all, I'm scared to say. The three ways are real I've lived through them all. The fourth way is coming, so prepare for the fall. . Can you save