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Tír Cannan
04:00
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Time's just like me,
It goes on,
Look at my hand,
Thickened by dust,
Bloodied and scratched,
Infected by rust,
Copper so kind,
Take me tonight,
Poison me with sex and alcohol,
You know we hate you,
You know we do,
You know I love you,
You know I do,
Blissful,
Hateful,
Beautiful,
Encased in life,
You know we do,
Shine, Shine, Shine,
Shine, Shine, Shine,
Shine like the sun,
Break out of day,
Throat getting dry,
Tasting your ways,
I take a chance,
Burdened by fats,
Miasma of lust is going so far away,
You know I hate you,
You know we do,
You think I want you,
You think I do,
Blissful,
Hateful,
Beautiful,
Encased in life,
You know we do.
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2. |
Breakdawn
03:21
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I don't like to rhyme,
I don't have the time,
Look at all these books,
And all of them are mine,
I don't like to climb,
I don't have the time,
Look at all this land,
And all of it is mine,
And we're going so, so far,
Too bad we're going back,
Step into the car, and we'll go back for the attack,
The bog's an evil, stinking dirty mess,
We'll burn it down,
To the ground,
Just take my eyes and feed them to your mice,
Because i'm sick of all your lies,
'Cuz i'm breaking dawn
I don't have a line,
I don't have the time,
Look at all these drugs,
and none of them are mine,
I won't do the time,
I didn't do the crime,
Look at all this blood,
and none of it is mine,
And we're going so, so far,
Too bad we're going back,
Step into the car, and we'll go back for the attack,
The bog's an evil, stinking dirty mess,
We'll burn it down,
To the ground,
Just take my eyes and feed them to your mice,
Because i'm sick of all your lies,
'Cuz i'm breaking dawn
Just take my eyes and feed them to your mice,
Because i'm sick of all your lies.
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3. |
Truffle Hunt
04:24
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I live in a world of massive size,
And with my frozen eyes,
I photosynthesize,
Hold on 'cuz i'm crashing like a wave,
I planted my own grave,
I see it in my gaze,
In a haze,
We will stay,
Keep our ways,
Savour days
In a haze,
We will stay,
Keep our ways,
Savour days
I sit with a trillion grains of sand,
and in my tiny hands,
Make an absence of land,
I jump into the blue,
Can't help but think of you,
We drown because we knew,
In a haze,
We will stay,
Keep our ways,
Savour days
In a haze,
We will stay,
Keep our ways,
Savour days,
Savour days
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Johnny Marvel UK
Three guys who like music, Lord of the Rings and current affairs, unleashing a vicious beast through their voices, drums, and guitars. That beast is called Johnny, and soon, all you'll be able to do is run. Run for your life.
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