1. |
War Elefant
03:45
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Feels like the first time
I felt my heart stop beating.
I know I can’t die
As long as I’m still bleeding.
Pain is just a green light,
It’ll make you wake up screaming,
“Babe, I need you here tonight
Cus I don’t like this feeling.”
And you wanna tear me down?
Well man, who’s stopping you now?
I’m not one to wait around,
Just come and kill me.
I blow my trunk like a trumpet.
You hear that sound
Get to running.
I’m gonna stomp you to nothing.
I’m gonna wear you ‘round my neck.
I’m gonna wear you ‘round my neck.
I’m gonna wear you ‘round my neck.
You wanna tear me down?
Well man, who’s stopping you now?
I’m not one to wait around,
Just come and kill me.
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2. |
Slow
03:40
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You say
That you don’t want anything,
But you come ‘round here
And make me choose
Knowing damn well
That I’d do everything
To fall back in line with you.
Now baby,
Would you come alive
And show me the way to hell?
You burned right through my mind,
At least leave me something to sell.
I feel like I’m falling forward,
I feel like I’m falling forward,
I feel like I’m falling forward,
I feel like I’m falling.
Am I a little lovesick?
No, I’m a practical thinker.
Even tried to trade my soul,
But I couldn’t bare to leave her.
We’re gonna be alright,
We’re gonna be alright.
I feel like I’m falling forward,
I feel like I’m falling forward,
I feel like I’m falling forward,
I feel like I’m falling down.
There’s gotta be a better way
To get her screaming out my name,
But I can’t find a word to say
When she moves her body slow.
There’s gotta be a better way
To get her screaming out my name,
But I can’t find a word to say
When she moves her body slow.
Oh no, no, no.
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3. |
Forgive Me
04:34
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Boy, my soul’s on fire,
I can feel it burn.
I pulled back the crippled match,
That’s when I met my sweet concerns.
I let my conscience go,
She left with no protest.
I guess the bed
ain’t worth what it was costing.
And I lost hope,
I gave my sickness home in my bones.
Oh, but Lord don’t forgive me now
Cus I get more than my fair share of chances.
Oh Lord, don’t forgive me now.
I’m a man of my word,
But it ain’t no good to say.
I let my broken promises
Get the best of me.
And I lost hope,
I gave my sickness home in my bones.
Oh, but Lord don’t forgive me now
Cus I get more than my fair share of chances.
Oh Lord, don’t forgive me now.
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4. |
Galacto Kid
03:57
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I gotta shotgun, Baby;
A barrel for you
And a barrel for me.
Oh I’ve been scheming
Lately
And when that schema
Don’t change
You know it’s time
To sleep.
You know a boy
Can dream, yeah.
And when we’re down and out
We get the same things mixed up.
Who’s got the key to my
brain?
We go from nods
To nothing
So quick these days.
It’s like we’re scared
Of something
And don’t wanna
Look at its face.
There’s cocaine in your veins,
There’s cocaine in mine.
I will not lose you
Like how I
Lose track of time.
You’re my powder line.
You’re one of a kind.
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5. |
Blurry Eyes
03:22
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Baby doll,
I’m falling apart.
A couple addictions
And a few I might start this year.
Oh, it ain’t looking too clear.
I got some voices
foolin’ around in my head
And they gotta map
With all the roads to my death,
But don’t fear,
Says I gotta couple of years.
It’s pessimistic,
I know it don’t help,
But I got all these tiny demons
I’ve been trying to kill;
A mountain of bones
I’ve stacked on my shelf.
Just stop the screaming
Let me go down to hell
For all that I’ve done.
And when I fall through
I’ll leave my glasses behind
Cus all the reds and the blues
Look better through blurry eyes.
It’s something I feel I deserve.
I’ll tell you all how it burns.
Just don’t let go of my words
In place of holding my hand.
And when I fall through
I’ll leave my glasses behind
Cus all the reds and the blues
Look better through blurry eyes.
I don’t know
If everything around me is real
Or not,
And I think it’s getting to me.
Is it too much to ask
For more than a guess?
I would’ve guess not.
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6. |
Hold It In
03:24
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Hold it in, Baby.
You get it all,
You’re so beautiful
You are.
And to say
“You don’t mean
Nothing to me”
Would set my legs
On fire.
Oh my, oh my, baby,
Do you like
Getting high?
Why don’t you
Let your hair
Down like I’m feeling.
I wanna see you
Today.
Why don’t you
Let your hair
Down like I’m feeling.
I wanna see you
Today.
It’s getting colder
By the hour,
But you I am
Desperate to hold.
Don’t think your lips
Could ever sour.
I wanna take you home,
*Chorus*
I’m sick
of just getting by,
I wanna lay you down
Like I’m feeling.
You’re always
Slipping away.
I wanna lay you down
Like I’m feeling.
I wanna see you
today.
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7. |
Sweet Thang
04:26
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Baby, you’ll always be on my mind.
I can’t hold out on you, no, no.
No, I can’t hold out on you, no,
Even though I try.
I don’t want to be alright
If it ain’t by your side.
I wanna feel your love.
Sweet Thang,
You’re making a mess of me.
I think
We could be living more pleasantly.
It’s too damn bad.
Now I can’t explain it
Your kiss is like heroin.
You’re breaking my vein,
I can’t lose your taste.
You’re making a mess of me.
There’s weight in these eyes.
Sweet Thang,
You’re making a mess of me.
I think
We could be living more pleasantly.
Oh Sweet Thang,
You’re making a mess of me, yeah.
I think
We could be living more pleasantly, yeah.
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8. |
Death Threat
04:02
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And so returns
Neurotic nature.
Live, laugh, and love
We jest.
When fire burns
Through caps and papers
I beg for life,
But love don’t rest.
She tortures me
With whips and bruises,
Burns and words
That do destroy,
But love amuses.
I’ll laugh the night away.
And if I love-
And if I love
Call me insane.
If words could kill
I’d start writing letters.
Don’t need a gun
Just need some ink
To draw
A pattern.
And I’ll fall in line
With all you preach
I won’t even bother
To think.
Just let it rain.
And if I love-
And if I love
Call me insane.
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