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Creep
02:29
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One two three four five six seven
I’m walking down the street
One two three four five six seven
You’re lookin at me
One two three four five six seven
I’m wonderin what you see
One two three four five six seven
Hope you don’t bother me
Well,
I don’t know your intent
But I don’t wanna find myself a statistic
In the grasp of a man once again
I’ll have to take matter into my own hands
One two three four five six seven
I’m walking down the street
One two three four five six seven
You’re still botherin’ me
One two three four five six seven
You’re a filthy creep
One two three four five six seven
Get the fuck away from me
So,
You thought you’d harass me
Thinking that I’m nothing more than a pair of tits
I’ll probably never hear the end of it
I really wish you were fucking dead
Filthy creep
Don’t bother me
Filthy creep
Get the fuck away from me
Filthy creep
You’re full of shit
Filthy creep
Get the fuck away from me
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Radiation Decay
01:52
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I dream of tiny demons in my tiny TV screen
Speaking to me telling me evil things
What to wear, what to eat, what to think, who to be
They’re coming for me
I dream of tiny demons in my tiny TV screen
Speaking to me telling me evil things
People crying, the earth is dying, the world is ending, doom impending
They’re coming for me
Can’t hear myself think
Not sure what to believe
Tiny demons in me
Filling my brain
With mindless things
I hold it all my hand
These evil things
They’re consuming me
I dream of tiny demons in my tiny TV screen
Speaking to me telling me evil things
The demons in me, the demons in me, the demons in me, the demons in me
They’re coming for me
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3. |
Consistently Ugly
02:28
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Growing pains
Cloud my mind
Can’t think straight
Just passing time
Little pieces of me floating in the air
Little pieces of me floating everywhere
Oh these shears
Cause such despair
On no what have I done
Oh no not having fun
I’ve made a horrible mistake
My reflection
Sets me straight
A mistake
I can’t unmake
Little pieces of me floating in the air
Little pieces of me floating everywhere
Oh growing pains
What a headache
Oh no what have I done
Oh no not having fun
I’ve made a horrible mistake
All these little pieces cause me such a scare
All these little pieces make it so unfair
Reflection in constant disrepair
Trying to make the days feel different
The pain I cause myself never ends
Reaching for an image I don’t repel
Looking for a little peace of mind
Disconnect from the mirror
Disconnect
Disconnect
Disconnect from your image
Disconnect
Disconnect
Disconnect becomes clearer
Disconnect
Disconnect
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Ultra Bleach Richmond, Virginia
For the freaks. If you aren’t having fun, you’re doing it wrong!
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