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Murder Blossom
Dyed red hair, a forest green dress. And a pair of kitchen knives. It was the last time I ever saw a rose.
Monolith
archaic bureaucracy doomed from the outset bloated and hedonistic invincible. and inert a bedridden monolith of uselessness we lack the fortitude. to pull the plug unable to envision our lives without it instead.
Missed You Long Enough
Don't say I have missed you long enough. Isn't it enough that you're the one I love. Your cold water dripping has turned to floods. A dam of my mistakes is giving way again.
Martyr To The Plague
Why purchase respect when terror is on sale. Reverse nightstick butt fuck. At some point protection and domination became synonymous. And somewhere theres a bullet on its way to your face pig.
Mapplethorpe Grey
Androgynous we are. Ancient statues deformed in desert winds. Dead children play. In Mapplethorpe Grey. . Midnight orgies at the school for the blind.
Mercy
I walk through fields that haunt my dreams. This time I fear it's broken me. I tasted you so brief yet sweet. The morning comes it's choking me. . It's the way you always left me coming down.
Melt Into The Walls
The night is cold, you lie with ghosts you have let down. An empty bed betrays you, you lie awake and wonder what went wrong. The lights have died, the love they gave on borrowed time.
Miš Puž I Ker
U dubini modre ume,medved je organizovao bal,. bie to proslava njegovog buenja iz dubokog zimskog sna,. dolaze visoke zvanice,ugledni stanari ume,. stiu visoki predstavnici aplji visoke noge,.
Magazine
i was a codependant alcoholic bitch and then i became. hold me in your arms i wanna feel your disease. turn the machines on high i sleep better when they scream.
Mi Viejo
Es un buen tipo mi viejo. Que anda solo y esperando. Tiene la tristeza larga. De tanto venir andando. . Yo lo miro desde lejos. Pero somos tan distintos.
Moments Like These
(Browne/Maitland/Glenister). Recall, return. Relive and learn. All of our memories. In summer nights. We've put it right. Tumbled down into it. I know they're only moments.
Midas
(Browne/Maitland). Midas was sitting alone on the brink. It was only his time he was wasting. Holding a photograph framed with silver. He just couldn't turn into gold.
Me Myself And You
(Browne/Maitland). Sometimes. When I finally reach the end of the day. Where I've been I couldn't say. Meantime. I repeat myself in this familiar scene.
Mon Joe
C't'aujourd'hui l'jour de l'an. Gaie lon la mon joe ma lurette. C't'aujourd'hui l'jour de l'an. Y faut changer d'matresse. Y faut changer d'matresse mon Joe.
Mon Cousin Jacques
Je vais appeler. mon cousin Jacques Malborough. ne revient pas Pques. pour une seule guerre. qu'il a perdue. contre lui-mme. vaincu. Je lui demanderai.
Moi J'raconte Des Histoires
( Pich / Pich Hinton ). Moi j'raconte des histoires. Des histoires que vous m'avez contes. J'les raconte ma manire. Mais tout seul j'peux pas les inventer.
Mon Joe
C't'aujourd'hui l'jour de l'an. Gaie lon la mon joe ma lurette. C't'aujourd'hui l'jour de l'an. Y faut changer d'matresse. Y faut changer d'matresse mon Joe.
Mon Cousin Jacques
Je vais appeler. mon cousin Jacques Malborough. ne revient pas Pques. pour une seule guerre. qu'il a perdue. contre lui-mme. vaincu. Je lui demanderai.
Moi J'raconte Des Histoires
( Pich / Pich Hinton ). Moi j'raconte des histoires. Des histoires que vous m'avez contes. J'les raconte ma manire. Mais tout seul j'peux pas les inventer.
Movin On Up
Walking down the street with a bottle of gin. Double vision crossing, now my head full of sin. Stumbling along watch the car lights pass. I wish I got the number of the girl in class.
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