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He lives inside my mouth. And tells me what to say. When he turns the trains. On he makes it go away. The hands are cracked and dirty and. The nails are beetle wings. When he turns the trains on
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When will realize you're already there?. So watered down-your feelings have turned to mud. "love everybody" is destroying the value of. All hate has got me nowhere. I know I'm slipping, I know I'm
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If you say that we're ill. Give us your pill. Hope we'll just go away. But once you've inhaled death. Everything else is perfume. Maybe I'm just a mystery. I could end up your misery. Maybe I'm just a
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Song Tourniquet. Artist Marilyn Manson. She's made of hair and bone and little teeth. And things I cannot speak. She comes on like a crippled plaything. Spine is just a string. I wrapped our love in
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He is the Angel with the scabbed wings. Hard-drug face, want to powder his nose. He will deflower the freshest crop. Dry up all the wombs with his rock and roll sores. Rock and roll sores, rock an
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You cut off all of your fingers. Trade them in for dollar bills. Cake on some more make-up to cover up all those lines. Wake up and stop shaking 'cause you're just wasting time Don't you want some
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Light a candle for the sinners set the world on fire Anti choice, anti girl I am anti-flag unfurled. Anti white and anti man I got the anti future plan. Anti fascist anti mod I am the anti music God
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There's an apple in the pussy mouth. Now I am the dinner *. There's a tumor in the TV mouth. Burn it out before it grows Someone better get the dog to kick. Jaws wired shut to save the dick. Out
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There's not much left to love. Too tired today to hate. I feel the empty. I feel the minute of decay. . I'm on my way down now. I'd like to take you with me. I'm on my way down. . I'm on my w
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Hey Mr. Superstar. I'll do anything for you. Hey Mr. Superstar. I'm your number one fan Hey Mr. Pornostar. I want you. Hey Mr. Sicklystar. I wanna get sick from you. Her Mr. Fallenstar. D
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Each time I make my mother cry. An angel dies and falls from Heaven. (When they get to you). When a boy is still a worm. It's hard to learn the number seven. (But when they get to you) 5 6 7 8 ne
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Your world is an ashtray. We burn and coil like cigarettes. The more you cry your ashes turn to mud The nature of the leeches. The virgins feeling cheated. You've only spent a second of your life
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when you wish upon a star. don't let yourself fall, fall in too hard. I fell into you and I'm on my back. an insect decaying in your little trap. I squirm into you, now I'm in your gut. I fell in
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At the end. I became them. And I led them. After all none of us really qualified as humans. We were just hardworn, automatic. And as hollow as the "O" in god. I reattached my emotions. Cellular
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he lives inside my mouth. and tells me what to say. when he turns the trains. on he makes it go away. the hands are cracked and dirty and. the nails are beetle wings. when he turns the trains on
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The ants are in the sugar, the muscles atrophied. We're on the other side, the screen is us and we're T. V. Spread me open, sticking to my pointy ribs. Are all your infants in abortion cribs I was
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When will realize you're already there?. So watered down your feelings have turned to mud. "Love everybody" is destroying the value of. All hate has got me nowhere. I know I'm slipping, I know I'm
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