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I'm Going To Buy You A Gun
I'm going to get you a gun. I'm going to get a video camera. We're going to take you downtown. We're going to show them how to get things done. . I'm going to take you outside.
Enslaved To Bitterness
Uncontrollable death desire. Rules your darkened world. Ensnared in bitterness. And self inflicted misery. . Reality comes crashing in. Through your fragile world.
I Love A Magician
I love a magician. She can cut me in halfpenisd my ear. And make me laugh, one two one two. Is this thing on? Let's assess.. Oh yes, she's the best. There is no contest..
Natten Lftet Sitt Tunge Ansikt...
Music & Lyrics by. . H?yt over kalde takers gys. Steg vakker sang fra alvers sal. Skogkledde ?ser i m?nelys. Vandret han yjennon ukjent dal. . ---. . I gr?nne dyp, ?ak m?rke tr?r.
Blind World
VERSE 1: Ima pop me a bottle/I'm find me a freak/these rappers 14 days boy they 2 week/me I'm tryna live the fast life/gotta get my cash right/blow my money blowing weed I don't remember last night/stuntin on um yea I'm shining the uv/rays from the sun get cancer tryna peruse me/I should be up at the top I'm feeling like the attic gotta couple diva chicks that be acting melo dramic/yea/I'm in the hood trappin/servin these crack fiends kinda like a movie director the way I'm shootin scenes/the straps on me/ step back homie before I get to shooting and leave ya head in ya lap homie/this what I gotta do just to keep it real/sell my soul and gain the world plus a couple mill/well don't belive the lies that they yelling out/ cause we in debt to Christ /it aint no bailing out/.
Dreaming In Red
Time is drifting away. To form another day. With our without me. My faith to be. Tomorrow I will not see. "Be in the deepest of dreams. or the darkest of deaths.
Natten Lã¸ftet Sitt Tunge Ansikt...
Hyt over kalde takers gys. Steg vakker sang fra alvers sal. Skogkledde ser i mnelys. Vandret han yjennon ukjent dal. . I grnne dyp, ak mrke trr. Langs dunkle stler, slyngende.
Gyroscope
She's wearing too much lipstick tonight. A little black dress a little too tight. Tries to make small talk but it drips with spite. She knows that he's coming; it's really all right.
Mistress Tears
As the earth does weep. the sun being set. Each flower moistened. like a melting eye. I have deserved all tounges. to speak their bitterness over me. The lake of my treasures darken.
Girl O’clock
If I don't have s-s-s-s-s-s-sex by the end of the week, I'm g-g-g-going to die. If I don't feel a p-p-p-p-pair of s-s-s-soft l-l-l-l-lips on my own, oh, I'm going to hang my head and cry..
Dismembered
Brutal orgy on flesh. A carnal feast for our lord. Feel your life float away. As I revel in your blood. . Maggots crawl in your flesh. Your life is ending here.
Magma
I construct a mechanical smile. And face the solid wall, with pride. Loosing, falling, tears in our eyes. Swirling like diordered flies. . Ceased and torn.
Crime Divine
A life under God. Blind, still walking. Mental murder. Deaf, still talking. . Crime divine. Mind read, explored. All reason dead. Brainwashed, forlorn.
Following Through
It coulda been good. it coulda been something special. it may have had real potential. it never could show. It coulda been great. it could been something alright.
Lunatic
The healing nails sting my bleeding heart. Takes my breath away. Tear myself apart. The little girl in my bed has a gun to my head. Looks into my eyes.
Ellen And Ben
Ellen and Ben. They met at someone's house warming party. They didn't like each other at first. I was still there. I heard them talking as they found their rain coats.
Ovo Je Moja Prica
Prica pocinje davne te-2003,. na kalisu je upoznao ali nisam imao srece,. da je zadrzim u dlanu malo vise vremena,. verovatno je mislila da joj tada ne trebam,.
Lady Ablaze
[Music by Vold & Frode 1993-97, Arr. by Vold, lyrics by Vold]. . We are the lanterns of grief. come forth and visit us. we have stories to tell. and knowledge to share.
Collection By Blood
Colder than flesh. Stronger than thought. I dance with the demon. And your dream ends dark. . Hunting at night. Blood is my art. Red in sight. I'm killing in parts.
Doing The Standing Still
Oh whoa-oh, well the pony was funky. The watusi was kinda smooth. Oh whoa-oh, well the problem with all. Those little dance steps was you had to move.
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