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Metamorphosis Of A Monster
(M. Biedermann / I. Marshall). . Inspired by insanity. No cure for the mind's disease. No drug to ease the pain. No undoing what's been done. . No loss is a gain.
My Friend
My friend. . Put your head on my shoulder. No need to worry 'bout a thing, no. I'll be the cure for your loneliness. I'll make you feel like you're whole again, yes, I will.
Move Your Body
We came to rock your town. To show you what it's like to get down. So turn up, step up, move your body right, show us how it's done. Before we ride into the night.
Mic Skillz 2
Welcome to Mic Skillz 2. Blessed By a Broken Heart 2007 baby!. Put the lights down now!. Representing Kansas City, Montreal, New York City!. Let's do this!.
Mic Skillz
yo, check check. check one. i aint got no snare on my headphones. listen up. listen up!. my vocals are a riffle. suffocating you. you cant attack me. and i got a tattoo.
Minion
War, war for power. Shut up. . You stared at the broken mirror. Your heart's collecting dust. Secure that the sins are forgiven. Forgotten but still left with us.
My Cyanide Catharsis
This scalpel makes a map across my back.. Carve a short cut to your suitcase lips.. There's no saving us tonight.. Our pulse will flutter like a dial tone..
My Assassin
The sky blistered red, shot's ring overhead. I'm scaling walls that the soldiers built to muffle out your screams. The message was dislocated, misconveyed, incinerated.
Millionaries
we fall asleep on the runway underneath the neon crucifix.. where they left the light on for us tonight.. fed myself to the sickness and purge myself to the cure..
Millionaires
We fall asleep on the runway. Underneath the neon crucifix. Where they left the light on for us tonight. Fed myself to the sickness, purge myself to the cure.
Moving On
Did you really think. That we could make it make sense. Did you really think. We could let it happen all over again. . This is what you got. When you tried the first time.
Mr. Dead Folx
(Chorus 2x). No questions for you too ask, no gats for you to blast. No money, weed, no cash. It's time to get in that ass. Mr. Dead Folx, Colton Grundy Ya Dead Homie.
Maggot Face
Here come the maggot, feedin' on my flesh! x8. . Darkness, (black!) buried underground. 3 slugs in my chest, never been found. I'm decomposin', my lungs collapse.
Made For Me
[REEPA]. this is just one of those stories about. when u just see that girl that u want. so u just walk up 2 her and. u just gotta tell her. that shes made for u.
Marie Marie
Marie Marie. Playing guitar on the back porch. I sit in my car. While she sings so sad. Marie Marie. It's so lonely in these farmlands. Please come with me.
Monday
Monday you'll be on your own. When the bars come out to play. Monday morning silver tongues. . The sounds of yesterday. Will no longer hurt I deem. Forget the sorrow melody.
My Favourite Scumpit
This town has no culture. This town has no class. This town has these whores all shaking their arse. This town has more pawn shops than people to steal from.
My Only Love
Deep in my soul. Love so strong. It takes control. . Chorus:. There will come a day. Somewhere far away. In your arms I'll stay. My only love. Love will still live on.
Mind Of A King
I was sitting on my throne. Rapping on how no one else knows. We're not really into each other. We were forced into bein' lovers. Down to Earth, we maintain.
Mute
Kiss or kill, like cry or cut, like the virgin ice of an early winter. waiting to drown with just one step - with just one misstep -. I go under.. . Such a beautiful mess, pretend that you're appalled..
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