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Dedicate an STP song to an orger. Or gemini13. Imago
One time a thing occured to me Whats real, and whats for sale? Blew a kiss and tried to take it home It isnt you, isnt me Search for things that you cant see Going blind, out of reach Somewhere in the vaseline Two times and it has rendered me Punch drunk and without bail Think Id be safer all alone Flys in the vasoline we are Sometimes it blows my mind Keep getting stuck here all the time Youll see the look and youll see the lies Youll eat the lies, and you will. It isnt you, isnt me Search for things that you cant see Going blind, out of reach Somewhere in the vasoline. GEMINI13 I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me 'cause I'm dead & bloated I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me 'cause I'm dead & bloated Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural I feel I've come of age When she peeks I start to run Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural I feel I've come of age When she peeks I start to run You can't swallow what I'm thinkin' You can't swallow what I'm thinkin' I am trampled under sole of another man's shoes Guess I walked too softly Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural I feel I've come of age When she peeks I start to run Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural I feel I've come of age When she peeks I start to run You can't swallow what I'm thinkin' You can't swallow what I'm thinkin' I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me 'cause I'm dead & bloated I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me, somebody gave me, somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed TO ME: waiting on a Sunday afternoon for what I read between the lines, your lies. feelin' like a hand in rusted shame so do you laugh or does it cry? reply? leavin' on a southern train only yesterday you lied, promises of what I seemed to be only watched the time go by, all of these things you said to me. breathing is the hardest thing to do. with all I've said and all that's dead for you, you lied - good bye leavin' on a southern train only yesterday you lied promises of what I seemed to be only watched the time go by, all of these things I said to you I've reached in darkness and come out with treasure
I layed down with love and I woke up with lies Whats it all worth only the heart can measure It's not whats in the mirror but what's left inside | |
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I used to love you now I don't care
Now I turn around, you're everywhere So you can chew me up and spit me out You're just a little bitch I cared about I know you can see me But you don't believe me I know that you're lonely Time will tell and time is hell No sex or violence No morbid silence Forever sleeping You won't stop breathing You hold me captive and it's not fair Progressed insanity is everywhere You need to love me but you kicked me out My head is wandering so knock me out I keep my head afloat I'm drownin' in The muddy water pulls me down again I used to love me but I hate me now I'm just a little bitch I cared about I've reached in darkness and come out with treasure
I layed down with love and I woke up with lies Whats it all worth only the heart can measure It's not whats in the mirror but what's left inside | |
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Fauxie :
I can't eat I can't sleep I can't live I can't cry I can't die I can't walk I can't talk Booze I can booze Steal your shoes So I can move Tumble in the rough Tumble in the rough Tumble in the rough I'm looking for a new mediation Still looking for a new way to fly Don't want any plastic validation Not looking for a new way to die I made excuses for a million lies But all I got was humble kidney pie So what I'm lookin' for a new stimulation Quite bored of those inflatable ties I'm lookin' for a new rock sensation Dead fish don't swim around in jealous tides I made excuses for a million lies But all I got was humble kidney pie So what Can't hold you when I miss you (Tumble in the Rough) Left on a summer intermission (Tumble in the Rough) Can't hold you when I miss you (Tumble in the Rough) Left on a summer intermission (Tumble in the Rough) NUMBER23 : Hey everybody, where did Mary go? Where did Mary go? And where's my only cigarette? Please think for me, I can't bare to I'll just lie here for a while Wet myself, wet my bed I've readied it all for her, you know Clean sheets, incense, a lots of fluffy pillows Now soiled And where's my cugarette? Did you check the bathroom, the bathtub? She sleeps there sometimes Water cleanses, you know Washes dirt away, makes new Maybe she, maybe she, maybe she, maybe, maybe she swam away I've reached in darkness and come out with treasure
I layed down with love and I woke up with lies Whats it all worth only the heart can measure It's not whats in the mirror but what's left inside | |
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How comes this never took off? I've reached in darkness and come out with treasure
I layed down with love and I woke up with lies Whats it all worth only the heart can measure It's not whats in the mirror but what's left inside | |
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Because you put my name in the title. | |
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