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Cuties
03:27
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Now I am thinking, now I am thinking
Why there are so many
cute people cute faces
cute people cute faces
all around this fucking world
Even in this fucking city even in this fucking city
even in this fucking city even in this fucking city!
They all make me feel horny, they all make me feel horny
they all make me feel horny, they all make me feel horny
Well I think I'll freak out now *5
Because I'd rather love myself, look at myself and fuck myself
I just wouldn't do it...
Everytime I take pictures of myself
I think I love everyone, I want to have sex with everyone
I miss everyone, when I'm away from them
I think I'm a maniac I think I'm a maniac I think I'm a maniac I think I'm a maniac
I think I'm a psycho I think I'm a psycho I think I'm a psycho I think I'm a psycho
Na na na na...
I should just lock myself here
I should hate myself again
Because I'd rather love myself, look at myself and fuck myself
Everytime I have you in my dream, dream of all these fucking cuties dream of all these fucking cuties
Everytime I have you in my dream, dream of all these fucking cuties dream of all these fucking cuties
Everytime I have you in my dream, dream of all these fucking cuties
dream of all these fucking cuties
dream of all these fucking cuties
dream of all these fucking cuties
dream of all these fucking cuties
dream of all these fucking cuties
dream of all these fucking cuties
dream of all these fucking cuties
dream of all these fucking cuties
dream of all these fucking cuties
dream of all these fucking cuties
dream of all these fucking cuties
dream of all these fucking cuties
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2. |
Boy on the Way to Hell
02:49
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Counting dead flowers on your way
You're picking up a cigarette end
The buildings all look alike around
The year marks of the iron drain covers
reads 666 6666 6666 666
Beautiful colors of red and blue
Rubbish bins filled with stinky food
Beautiful sounds of ding and dong
The rubbish collector has a dirty face
You're counting dried up leaves on your way
You're picking up a homeless pet
the people look alike around
the door numbers of the torn down buildings
reads 666 6666 6666 6666
The boy on the way to hell
The boy on the way to hell
The boy on his way to hell
The boy on his way to hell
The rainy days makes you
think less, complain more
Those who are going down, looking happier than you are
But you're not gonna be the way you are
This rotten world makes you careless, waste more
But those who are suffering are surely much wiser than you
Now this boy just left home, becoming those already walking on the street
Now this boy just betrayed his parents, becoming those already dying in the world
The boy on the way to hell
The boy on the way to hell
The boy on his way to hell
The boy on his way to hell
The rainy days makes you
think less, complain more
Those who are going down, looking happier than you are
But you're not gonna be the way you are
Plenty of thoughts, well nothing starts. Oh who cares every season of each year looks all the same? Go to another job interview; see another girl in a freak show. Meet all your friends twice and still feel like strangers, so we envy him of being so alone, so alone so alone so young so alone, so young so young so alone
Boy on the way to hell
Boy on the way to hell
Boy on his way to hell
Boy on his way to hell...
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3. |
Friend Next Door
02:05
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He's got a private time, no one should interrupt
My friend next door, he doesn't make a sound
Sleep somewhere near, sleep to death
Sleep somewhere near, sleep to death
Not a slight move of earth, no time passing through
How to describe life, now or future?
Dreaming a nightmare dreaming a nightmare
Dreaming a nightmare dreaming a nightmare
So defeated now, so defeated now
So defeated now, so defeated to trust
So defeated now, so defeated now
So defeated now, so defeated to trust
So defeated now, so defeated now
So defeated now, so defeated to trust
So defeated now, so defeated now
So defeated now, so defeated to trust
Give me some break and a tree
I will sit underneath
Torturing the flowers
Don't remind me, of, of,
of the places I had been
Don't remind me of the places I had been
Don't remind me don't remind me don't remind me don't remind me
of the places I had been
I'm getting enough no change’s needed I'm getting enough no change's needed
I'm getting enough no change's needed I'm getting enough no change's needed
I'm getting enough, no change's needed
I'm getting enough no change's needed I'm getting enough no change's needed
I'm getting enough no change's needed I'm getting enough no change's needed
I'm getting enough no change's needed I'm getting enough no change's needed
I'm getting enough no change's needed
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4. |
Fine Darling
02:36
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Tired but awake, no tomorrow ahead
Just down to dust, now I'm facing loneliness
Tired but awake, no tomorrow there
Just down to dust, now I'm facing loneliness
Happiness should be the bullet crossing your head ahh ah ah ahh ah ahhh ah ah
Happiness should be the bullet crossing your head ahh ah ah ahh ah ahhh ah ah
Sadness I can deal with,
Loneliness I never will
Dark and bright, silent and loud
It's still possible to be lonely amongst friends
Happiness should be the bullet crossing your head ahh ah ah ahh ah ahhh ah ah
Happiness should be the bullet crossing your head ahh ah ah ahh ah ahhh ah ah
Fine, darling. Poor, boring,
Wasted, otherwise Fine, wasted, otherwise fine
No, in loneliness we find, strength and calm strength and calm
No, in loneliness we find, strength and calm strength and calm
Happiness should be the bullet crossing you head
Ahh Ah, Ah ah ah ah ah~
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5. |
Not Be
02:05
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One two three four
Find yourself again in your haunted dream
Every morning I hear you screaming
Struggling naked with all the naked bodies
There's no way out, there’s no way out
There's no way out...
Okay, what you should do...
Okay, what you should do...
Okay, what you should do...
Okay, what you should do...
Okay, what you should do...
Okay, what you should do...
Okay, what you should do...
Okay, what you should do...
Take away your soul
You can't be, not to be
Take away your soul
You can't be, not to be
Take away your soul
You can't be, not to be
Take away your soul
You can't be, not to be
Find yourself again in your haunted dream
Every morning I hear you screaming
Struggling naked with all the naked bodies
There's no way out, there’s no way out
There's no way out, there’s no way out
There's no way out, there’s no way out
There's no way out, there’s no way out
There's no way out, there’s no way out
There's no way out, there’s no way out
(Quiet)
There's no way out, there’s no way out
There's no way out, there’s no way out
There's no way out, there’s no way out
There's no way out, there’s no way out
There's no way out, there’s no way out
There's no way out,
There's no way out there’s no way out There's no way out There's no way out....
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6. |
744
02:26
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Across the bridge I saw this woman trembling in the wind
Her breath took me into this night then silence
She didn't notice my steps steps steps
Across the bridge I saw this woman trembling in the wind
Her black night dress and deep blue eyes
From a distance I heard
the sound, sound, sound...
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7. |
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My girlfriend's been whistling for hours now,
She's getting on my nerves all around and about.
A life and a life there, too Apart to be a life for real
The world's not made for fairy tales
Not here there or anywhere
We are making clowns out of ourselves
On a one way street that leads to nowhere
I'm not in a mood for making a song
OR do a walk that corner us in a around
We set off and walked about
Talked things over but not yet to make them done
I can describe it in a better way
The failure that I fail to care
Thieves are ready to steal my ideas
But I don't consider it as a thrill
The world's not made for fairy tales
Here there or anywhere
There will be some goodass song
Sooner or there we'll both be there.
I'm not in the mood for making a song
On a night the same as all the other nights
I won't allow her to sing a song
In that night we talked about...
I'm not in a mood for singing a song
Or do a walk that corner us in a round
I'm not in a mood for making the song
I'm not in the mood to make it ahh ahh ahh.
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