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Kidd
(Marcella Detroit). I met you in a magazine. A candy store, for every girl's dreams. Your black eyes seemed to cry and say. I never wanted to be this way.
James Brown
(M. Detroit). Tonight it feels like. The start of World War III. Looks are like arrows. And words are enemies. You with your silly games. And me trying to work it out.
I'm No Angel
(M. Detroit). Hey baby. There's a new thing going round. Made its way into your neighbourhood. Now it's right there in your own backyard. I guess you left it a little too late.
I Hate You Now
(Marcella Detroit). I hate you now,. But i know i won't always feel this way. You know, it's draining all my energy. I'm so angry, red is all i see, hmmmm;.
Gasoline
(Marcella Detroit, Lance Aston, Michael Moran). earthquake,came on quick. You never know when it's gonna hit. You're corporate mentality. You thought of everything.
Flower
(Marcella Detroit). It happens so fast so slow. You're so unaware. Even when he's gone he's there. It's by your own admission. You wanna let it go. But it's the only way you know.
Elaine's Addiction
(Marcella Detroit). It's elaine's addiction. She thinks that i don't see. She suffers from delusions. Hides it all from me. She puts it in her bag. Puts it in her clothes.
Detroit
(M. Detroit). Pack up the home and family. The only way to kill the beast. Bury the pain before it grows too late. No dream left to follow. Back to the hustle and the grind.
Cool People
(M. Detroit). People. People. People. Just like Jackie O.. The models in Vogue. Always looking over or down to you. Those mysterious looks. Straight out of a book.
Boy
Now, you're the last thing i remember. Step inside the other gender. So fulfill the plan. Maybe then i'll understand-. Trade it for the other one. Your last thought is what you become;.
Taste The Blood
(Broomhead). Twisted bodies, pain, inflicted by the sane. The guilty kill an innocent for their crimes. A living sacrifice, made at His own choice. A victory, a life for the dead.
Art Of Melancholy
(M. Detroit). Maybe it's my blood sugar. Maybe it's because I'm mad. Maybe it's because things are going so good. That somehow I've got to make them go bad.
Ain't Nothing Like The Real Thing
Nickolas Ashford and Valerie Simpson. Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby. Ain't nothing like the real thing. Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby.
Subliminal Division
Consumed in a struggle of spiritual warfare. An unseen battle in my mind. A failure uncontrollable, persona inexplicable. A scar that the past has left behind.
Point Of No Return
(Broomhead). The blind led you to the mainline. You already knew the way. You were chased there by the dragon. You knew you'd have to stay. Dying for the end.
Playing With Fire
(Broomhead). Singing of death, singing of hate. Singing of demons and ghosts. Twisting their minds, taking their souls. Digging their graves with your boasts.
Over The Top
(Broomhead). Prejudice is one thing that I hate. Blindness by those who can't relate. But one thing that I cannot stand. Are those who on the other hand.
O.t.t. (over The Top)
Prejudice is one thing that I hate. Blindness by those who can't relate. But one thing that I cannot stand. Are those who on the other hand. Are fighting against prejudice.
No Mercy
(Broomhead). You take it day by day, waste your life away. You only live once but for your ignorance. There's a price you'll have to pay. You take no notice of the signs.
World Up My Ass
[Originally by Circle Jerks]. . I've got the world up my ass. and I'm gonna move fast. be the first. won't be the last. I've got the world up my ass. .
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