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Todo mundo tem segredo. que no conta nem pra si mesmo. todo mundo tem receio. do que v diante do espelho. . Eu s quero o comeo. me impedia lidar com o meio.

Traditional Demarcations Between Novelist, Poet & Singer

Reflecting On His Songwriting

Inducted Into The Canadian Songwriters Hall Of Fame

Range Of Subjects

Glimpse Into His Life In A Zen Monastery In California

Boss Up

Handsome & Gretel

Gretel said I know what's in your head. I vacuumed out my head. I know you're feeling bad you. Fucking bitch you cunt hole bitch. I thought she meant it yeah.

Calling Occupants Of Interplanetary Cra

Fork Down Throat

Take your fucking fork. And shove it down your own throat. And stop pretending to try to be. That infamous stupid raincoat. . Well, I dare to confess.

Gone

Now I live with nothing to give. 'Cause it's gone. Here I stand at your command. 'Cause it's gone. Now I stand with you at hand. . Now I live with nothing to give.

Dust Cake Boy

Woah, shoot. Oh yeah. Why don't you shoot?. Yeah, shoot, oh yeah. . Indian Billy simple sin scratches across my. Skin, skin, skin, skin, skin, skin. Soft gravel scratches across my.

Drivin'

Where were you. I thought that I knew. What could I do. But think about you.

Catatonic

I know the sugar plum fairy. Her name is Mary. She's halfway inside my arm. Half way does great harm. . So she charmed herself to a toilet. And fucked herself gold holy.

Dogg

And why?. Every time the fire is burning. I pull away the kindling. Pour gasoline on fire. On fire* and why?. Always got to do that thing. Do that thing to me.

Bruise Violet

You got this thing that. Really makes me hot. You got a lot and more. When you get caught. You got this thing that. Follows me around. You fucking bitch well.

Boto Rap

Shake this ground well of hate. This is why I rot away. This is why I rot away today. Cause you wear this mistake that you make. That mostly that you make.

Boto (w) Rap

Shake this ground well of hate. This is why I rot away, this is why I rot away today. 'Cause you wear this mistake that you make. That mostly that you make.

Bluebell

Flies through the air with the greatest disease. Takes little pills and calls them trapeze. I know you're right. Everything you do is right. Everything I do is true.

Blood

I never thought that you'd explode through my eyes. I never ever was amused, deliver down on your knees. I never wanted to be alone. Good God, I'd love to, well, I had to.