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16 Bars of Blues
01:48
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You're the cigarette burns on urban skirts. The red wine vomit of school girl flirts. This pain, this shame, my imploding brain. Your nothing more than a cunt faced shit stain.
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The Secrets of this City
02:01
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Today I took a walk down a street called memory lane. It is a broken, desolate settlement surrounded by hate and pain, lined by run down houses and plagued by what once was a secret world of whispers and sighs screaming; “Some cities burn but mine wont!” But self destruction is the newest solution, no more glass slipper disillusion. Equal parts of gasoline and diet coke, history’s middle children go up in smoke. I am societies child, this is what they’ve made me and now I want to speak my mind but they don’t want that. I am societies child, this is what you’ve made me and now I want to speak my mind but you don’t want that.
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Aerosol Bruising
00:48
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The toxic waste by-product of god’s favoured creation, is my own personal brand of schizophrenic hallucination. Parasite infested brains pressed ear to ears of years and years. The narcoleptic generation awaiting cultural ice age born from fear.
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Dead Endz
02:01
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Sandpit Love Never Dies
03:56
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Eighteen years, still sincere yet the face of this world has changed. It is my heart that I fear is withering away. I will not grow old, cynical, cold and fit the mould they’ve made for me. I will stay gold, this promise I hold for all of you to see. Eighteen years and still I hear there is beauty in this place. I know it’s true I’ve seen it too and this beauty I will chase. Though may I never be complete content or perfect, because who wants to die without scars? After all the further you fall the higher you’ll fly. I’ve heard your father is your model for god, but what if your father fucking left you? Well I guess the further you fall, the higher you’ll fly. I’m still the same child inside. I’m still the same.
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