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Crying in the dark,
so pathetic to write about,
empty as a park
full of nothing.
Crying in the dark,
so pathetic to sing about,
writhing in the dark.
Wonder if they'll ever let me out...
It's the same old empty routine that we draw out.
Crying
In the dark
Emo children
And layabouts
Trying to be quiet, like they told me.
Maybe then they
will let me out.
the same old empty routine that we draw out.
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2. |
Cheer up, Slave boy
03:34
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Cheer up slave boy
We'll have our day
Cheer up slave boy
Even though your skies are grey
Cheer up slave boy
You're not alone in the dark
Cheer up slave boy/how can I even get up off the floor
Cheer up slave boy/I don't even know what I'm breathing for
Cheer up slave boy/How can I expect to pass the day
Don't cry, slave boy/when all I want is to pass the day
(I've got a plan)
Cheer up slaveboy, cheer up slaveboy, cheer up slaveboy,
we're gonna kill them all
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3. |
Serve I, Slave boy
01:44
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Hey boy! Get me some more martinis, HEY my guests are getting cold, turn up the central heating!
Hey boy! Bring me some chips and some dips and some nuts - NO! Don't have some yourself! You'll make them dirty! Just put them on the plate and go!
Hey boy! Do what I say! And maybe I'll give you something to dim the pain.
Hey boy! Rub my cousin's feet! She has a foot ache. Really, dig into that skin!
Hey boy! Whaddayou need a beating? I shouldn't have to tell you twice! You heard me now begin!
Hey boy! Do what I say! And maybe I'll give you something...
Hey boy! Do what I say! And maybe I'll give you something to dim the pain.
you dance, like you wanna dance
you see, like you wanna see
you dance, like you wanna dance
you see, like you wanna see
If I do what you say
If I do what you tell me
Will you stop the pain?
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4. |
ROYAL BLOOD
02:08
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No lights beside me
No might to hide me
Nothing but your command to guide me
No filled in feelings
No broken ceilings
No voice can cheer me from this hole
I'm not your slaveboy
You're not my godthing
You're not my royal blooded king
I'm not your slaveboy
You're not my godthing
You're not my royal blooded king
No lights beside me
No might to hide me
Nothing but your command to guide me
No filled in feelings
No broken ceilings
No voice can cheer me from this hole
I'm not your slaveboy
You're not my godthing
You're not my royal blooded king
I'm not your slaveboy
You're not my godthing
You're not my royal blooded king
I'm not your slaveboy/we're gonna kill them all
I'm not your slaveboy/we're gonna kill them all
I'm not your slaveboy/we're gonna kill them all
I'm not your slaveboy/we're gonna kill them
all
DIE DIE DIE DIE
DIE DIE DIE DIE
DIE DIE DIE DIE
DIE DIE DIE DIE
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5. |
Like a Drug
03:41
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This is like a drug it's like a drug
High on death and love and hills above
My crimson skies are never ending
Cut me open stop pretending
Luminescent rainbows folding
Got no pots of gold in holding
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6. |
only friend
02:25
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Your only friend
in the world
Is the one who died in the fire
The cost of freedom
is a girl
Your only friend in the world.
Now fill your head with new dreams
And never let them expire
But don't forget
Though it's dawn
Your only friend
Is gone.
Your only friend
Your only friend
Your only friend
Is gone
Your only friend
Your only friend
Your only friend
Is gone
Your only friend
in the world
Is the one who died in the fire
The cost of freedom
is a girl
your only friend... in the world
Your only friend
Your only friend
Your only friend
is gone
your only friend
your only friend
your only friend
is gone
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We're goin' underground
Ain't gonna make a sound
Just gonna paint the walls
Red with revolution
Ain't got no melodies
Ain't got no enemies
their bodies lying long
live the revolution!
(cheer up slave boy)
(crying in the dark)
Your body's monochrome
My eyes are overblown
The semi-comatose cries
of revolution
New lines in front of me but
All I can ever see
Is what you did to me
My God is revolution
Your body's monochrome
(New lines in front of me but)
My eyes are overblown
(All I can ever see)
The semi-comatose cries
(Is what you did to me)
of revolution
New lines in front of me but
(Your body's monochrome)
All I can ever see
(My eyes are overblown)
Is what you did to me
(The semi-comatose)
My God is revolution
Your body's monochrome
(New lines in front of me but)
My eyes are overblown
(All I can ever see)
The semi-comatose cries
(Is what you did to me)
of revolution
New lines in front of me but
(Your body's monochrome)
All I can ever see
(My eyes are overblown)
Is what you did to me
(The semi-comatose)
My God is revolution
I lost my hopeful heart
Down in that basement dark
It burned away with your scream
and face and
Now all I'll ever see;
your eyes locked on me;
"We're gonna kill them all,
live the revolution."
(long) live the revolution
long live the revolution
(long) live the revolution
god is revolution
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The P.u.P.P Seattle, Washington
When your head is floating; it's not sinking.
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