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This Song is Ridiculous
03:16
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I woke face down in the sand
Only remembering the holes in your hands
You looked at me so fondly
Although I walked away
So can you teach me to dance
Or tell me the number of stars in the sky?
I am a carcass lying in the roses
Suffocating with each breath
Turning the pedals into paper
I’ll kill us all before I'm through
Pull out my heart;
Tear at my lungs so I don't feel this anymore
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I wanna see waves upon waves,
Upon seas of blood
Flood it all, let us down in a sea of blood
It's a beautiful thing, this spinning globe
But I'm not born of this
And I'm a long way from home
So I'll wait by the sea
To let the waves crash over me
Cover the nation
Make your presence known
I want to see waves
I have built my walls and drawn my lines
Rise, rain down
Today we stand, to rise and fall
And you can have the world
You can flood it all!
Can I get a hallelujah, right now?
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Put Some Stank On It
05:18
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Wake the sleeping
The town is on it's knees
The city is surrounded,
By a nation that's holding guns
Torches can light the path
From the fields to the rivers
Take the children to the sand
They don't need to see this
Cast your spells, swear by the stars
Some cry for miracles
Nightmares have been traded for dreams
And you have buried all your angels
No hands are free from blood, no hands
No hands are free...
All their stomachs are full
Surrounded!
They sold their souls for gold
You've buried all your angels
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Let me drown in the blood
That I spilled so selfishly.
I don't deserve those hands,
I've only lived for myself...and I lived so well!
Cut off my hands!
Bring me to my knees!
Lies upon lies...they dig my grave.
Light, white light, burn my eyes,
My heart is anything but alive.
You sewed this flesh, from feet to wrist
Could there be a part of me that you missed?
Salvation came on your wings.
The baby's toy chest is filled with bones!
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This is the final curtain call...harvest these fields.
The composer is playing the finale.
Arms wide open, take me home,
Collect what's yours.
This is what I've been waiting for.
I don't desire, I don't want.
Recite, recite, recite...
Sing it again!
I don't want the blood of Adam,
But that is my curse.
The second hand is a hammer,
The hour won't pass you by.
Resurrect!
This is a reckoning!
The slaying of injustice.
Jesus, whenever you are ready...
Come and take me home.
Welcome the apocalypse!
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