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Sick Of It All Sick Of It All Murder murder a ripe blood stain Pulled the ****ing trigger cause i'm sick of it all Murder murder a ripe ****ing hate Pulled the ****ing trigger cause i'm sick of it all I went to school today with an uzi There's this kid,he teased me So i shot him in the face All the world's light won't ease my pain It won't cease,i'm diseased Will you hang me please? I'm a nihilist Raised on violence What do i do? I'm american youth All my life i've lived in silence I'm gonna snap,i'll get you back shit I'm a girl I'm only thirteen My body rots Cause i won't ****ing eat I'm a silent star on the b-roll I'm a mirror ****ing image of no control Give me an award I conquered food again What else is better in life than to purge my pain? If i cut,i won't look like that If i cut,if i cut, I won't feel like this shit We are kids We think life is a scam We come from a wasted land We are kids we play punk rock and roll If we didn't we got no soul We are different ****ing kids with the same heartbeat We got one pulse running through the streets They are our arteries We are different ****ing kids with the same heartbeat We got one pulse running through the streets I am a part of this We are kids We think life is a scam We come from a wasted land We are kids we play punk rock and roll If we didn't we got no soul... The Distillers |
Spiderman Theme Spiderman Theme Spiderman, Spiderman, Does whatever a spider can Spins a web, any size, Catches thieves just like flies Look Out! Look Out! Here comes the Spiderman. Look Out! Look Out! Here comes the Spiderman. Is he strong? Listen bud, He's got radioactive blood. Can he swing from a thread Take a look overhead Hey there, Hey there There goes the Spiderman. Hey there, Hey there There goes the Spiderman. In the chill of night At the scene of a crime Like a streak of light He arrives just in time. Whao! There goes the Spiderman. Hey there, Hey there There goes the Spiderman. Spiderman, Spiderman Friendly neighborhood Spiderman Wealth and fame He's ingnored Action is his reward. To him, life is a great big bang up Whenever there's a hang up You'll find the Spider man... The Distillers |
The Hunger The Hunger Holy eyes, I never knew I'd beg down at your feet Hold on tight I never knew I'd know much more than this Open sky, the wave of pain the scent of you is bliss Hungry eyes, they stare at me I know, I know Don't go! Summertime, the taste of saint secretes of perfume mist Console the mind, I take it in the lips of pink I kiss Lonely sky, the more you take the more that I give in Holy eyes, I never knew, I know, I know Don't go! Hold onto the memory, it's all you got I know you'll be there to soak up blood lost Blood lost Blood lost Don't go! Hold on to the memory, it's all you got I know you'll be there to soak up blood lost Hold on to the memory, it's all you got I know you'll be there to soak up blood lost Blood lost Blood lost... The Distillers |
The Young Crazed Peeling The Young Crazed Peeling Are you ready to be liberated On this sad side city streets Well the birds have been freed from their cages I got freedom and my youth My name is Brody I'm from Melbourne Fitzroy Melbourne Fitzroy Melbourne I grew up on Bell St. then on Bennett St. My mom kicked out my dad for battery Found a way, found a way, She found a way out of spiritual penury Working single mother in an urban struggle Blames herself now cause I grew up troubled It hit me I got everything I need My one heart felt too much from the start I've seen people come and go Living large and living low You can build up your walls sitting on death row Let the curtain fall on your murdered soul You can wash it all down swallow your story Get smacked off your head go down in drumroll glory You won't solve it committing self inflicted crime Go on pull the trigger this will be the last time It hit me I got everything I need I speak of the truth the truth of the heart Like a desperate thirst in a raging drought Hey youth time flies by There's an everlasting battle for eternal life I love a man from California He's the prettiest thing we got the same disorder The way you feel is Ok its never gonna change anyway It hit me I got everyone I need Are you ready to be liberated On this sad side city streets Well the birds have been freed from their cages I got freedom and my youth Yeah, I got freedom and my youth... The Distillers |
Young Girl Young Girl We were young girls in a small world I'm on your doorstep man Ringing your bell again Ringing your bell again I'm sorry Gerti Rouge all that you're through Looking for love that never stabbed your heart And probably never will It's a lie when you are telling the truth It's the truth when you are telling a lie Spread your legs then get down on your knees And pray it never happens again Well here I am on your doorstep again I let the winds of time pass through my life Maybe there's an end Who the **** protects you? Who the **** is going to resurrect you? It's a sorrowed truth the truth is not a lie Come on up baby Don't go and burn in the fire... The Distillers |
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