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I'm a Witch
04:22
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Fire at my feet
fire at my feet
I'm a witch
baby burn me
Fire in the skies
fire in the skies
there is no doorway
I have no demise
I dare you to burn me
I won't be quiet about it
Silence my mouth
silence in my mouth
bending over I spit it out
theres silence in my mouth
Fire in my room
fire in my room
I'm a witch
I have no tomb
I dare you to bury me
I won't be quiet about it
Such a pretty riot
well you haven't seen me burn yet
and are you so fucking pious
you think that you can make me quiet , well
I'm a witch
and you can't burn me
you can't break me
you can't bury me
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2. |
Ghost in My Room
03:18
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Ghost in my room last night
And he shook me up till the morning light
Ghost in my room last night
No red blood cells
He was out of sight
He smelled like
Everywhere I hadn't been
He was white as a sheet
So soft and clean
He was everything I couldn't be
He was alive to me
And he smelled so sweet
(Chorus)
He tasted like
Every food I'd ever tried
And the powers that be
And suicide
Whispering
The way he died
It was just like him
It was outta sight
(Chorus)
Ghost in my room
Ghost in my room
I like his style
All doom and gloom
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3. |
Ally
02:33
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America hysterica
Drunken parade
Trying to find my slice of cake
Relax relapse
wicked winner
neon shade
brains for dinner
Staring out the window
I wonder what I'll see
a tasteless morsel waving at me
So I wave back reluctantly
What's in the crystal ball
nothing at all
Bust out the candles and the tapestry candle lit she, my candidate and me
The dying flowers
the yellowing water
clouds are forming
But it's getting hotter
Staring out the window
and what did I see
a fucking bald eagle staring at me
What's in the crystal ball
nothing at all
At least I found a friend
at least I found a friend
she's not my Ally
but I feel great again
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4. |
Dumpster Head
03:38
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Sleep late on doomsday
I raise the dead
The devil calls me dumpster head
I bleed graffiti
Eat only red
Can you find me
Where I'm hiding?
In the dead of night
The angels come
I'm never invited
I don't give a fuck
Their whitewashed lives
Souls separated
Who needs heaven
When you'e sedated
I'm around here somewhere
Can you feel my greasy glare?
I'm around here somewhere
Can you feel me?
Can you feel me?
Come closer
Bulldozer
You can sleep on my heap
I'll run you right over
Come closer
Come closer
Come closer
Bulldozer
Six feet below my heap
We'll play red rover
And I'll tell you when it's over
I wake the monsters
Below my bed
They know my name is
Dumpster head
We scour the streets
Playing hide and seek
Until we found you
We had nothing to eat
I'm around here somewhere
Can you smell my slimy stare?
I'm around here somewhere
The world is covered by my
Wild hair
Come closer
Bulldozer
You can sleep on my heap
I'll run you right over
Come closer
Come closer
Come closer
Bulldozer
Six feet below my heap
We'll play red rover
And I'll tell you when it's over
Im fragile as an ice pick
I'd love to make you so sick
I'm quiet as a virus baby
And I'm just as crazy
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5. |
Wave Upon Wave
02:26
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6. |
Snakes In The Grass
04:03
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Arabic Dick Dale
My flower so pale
A diamond Hyman
A girl so frail
I keep on tryin'
Be her beekeeper?
I hardly know her!
Not
Nitty gritty itty bitty tart
Living on a knife edge
Peering over her hedge
Keep calm
It's not in my nature
Carry on
Through the danger
She's a gold minor
Tight rope walking ballerina
She's my little gasolina
Lighting fire to my torch
It's 12am on her porch
Aching on me like a tumor
I wish I even knew her
I'd be soaring
Over the Grand Canyon
If I were her companion
A canyon between
me and her
Her mother is the water
Whining coward
But over wine
It'd be so nice
She's a cancer
She was born in July
(Chorus)
Snakes in the grass
Snakes in the grass
Snakes in the grass
I wait for her after class
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7. |
Summerhead
00:52
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Fuck it
Its always summer in my head
Summerhead
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