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Breathe in your fucking self
The rot of all your lies
Taste the spit, the dirt, the shit
That the rest of us despise
I've been what you've become
I've been what you've become
I've been where you belong, I've been where you belong
They poisoned your mind
Desperate, unkind
Violently clawing at you
The voice in your head
Said they're better off dead
Now you're not the person I knew
You won't remember me
It's already been so long
But you'll fry like a pig in the dead of the sun
There'll be nobody left when I'm gone
You won't remember me, Like I remember you
Give me some fucking space so I can breathe the truth
They poisoned your mind
Desperate, unkind
Violently clawing at you
The voice in your head
Said they're better off dead
Now you're not the person I knew
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Buried
02:35
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Get out of the city and take along
everybody you know
Hide them away from the poison
that has taken control
But I know
It's pointless to go
We are buried in all that’s wrong
Because the memory, when it dies, it's gone
I never heard it when it was said
That when morning comes we might all be dead
You want to run but you've got to know
that you've run out of time
The razor burns and it's cutting down
everything that's alive
But I know
There’s Nowhere to go
We are buried in all that’s wrong
Because the memory, when it dies, it's gone
I never heard it when it was said
That when morning comes we might all be dead
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Stay With Me
02:53
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A new feeling it's a new day
Don't come around anymore
The same feeling from the same place
It's become such a bore
You can't see it but it's growing
Like a cancer in the soul
And it doesn't seem to be slowing
Taking back what you stole
Stay with me
A damp, drizzly November in my soul
A new feeling it's a new day
Don't come around anymore
An old friend with the new name
It's become such a bore
It's taking aim at my heart's spite
It hasn't come to impress
I take cover in the daylight
It's become such a mess
Stay with me
A damp, drizzly November in my soul
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Shelter
03:23
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Sing me a song
Sweet, low and long
Like a lullaby
If the terror is gone
Then you were wrong
And so was I
Sing me a song cos it's all I've ever known
Bring me along as your shelter from the storm
Sleep now my angel in white
Wake when it's my turn to die
Sing me a song cos it's all I've ever known
Bring me along as your shelter from the storm
Whisper a song
Sweet, low and long
Like a lullaby
If the terror is gone
Then you were wrong
And so was I
Sing me a song cos it's all I've ever known
Bring me along as your shelter from the storm
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Sing On
03:59
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Wake up your sons
Have them raise up all their guns
And resist the need for inhalation
Don't let them in
'Cos your lungs cannot begin
To overcome the force of suffocation
Sing on | It doesn't matter what the bombs bring
Sing on | They'll never weaken what's strong
Sing on | It doesn't matter what the bombs bring
Resist the call for your death and for it all
You're not alone in your isolation
Drift off to sleep
And Rest your head on this belief
That You will overcome this age of damnation
Sing on | It doesn't matter what the bombs bring
Sing on | They'll never weaken what's strong
Sing on | It doesn't matter what the bombs bring
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6. |
Salton Sea
03:30
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It's only you
And only me
Adrift upon this Salton Sea
And the grief
It doesn't mean a thing
Only you and only I
Can ride this storm and surf this tide
But the pain
It doesn't mean a thing
Time it heals all wounds but mine
The passing time is so unkind
Time it heals all wounds but mine
The hourglass is so unkind
The desert sun it beats the sand
And your ash and bones are upon my hands
Now the wind, won't carry you away
The candle burning silent-like
While mourning dove calls to euthanize
But today, it doesn't know my name
Time it heals all wounds but mine
The passing time is so unkind
Time it heals all wounds but mine
The hourglass is so unkind
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All These Years
03:03
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It doesn't seem to bring you harm
And it doesn't seem to go my way
You can lie to the open wind
But your voice betrays your hate
Try to run from the blackened sky
From the burn of the pain of the heart
I would step on your wounded pride
And display your dismay like it's art
Louder and louder and louder it goes
But nobody hears what's said
You can laugh and deceive yourself
But you'll answer to me when you're dead
Try to run from the blackened sky
From the burn of the pain of the heart
I would step on your wounded pride
And display your dismay like it's art
It doesn't seem to bring you harm
And it doesn't seem to go my way
You can lie to the open wind
But your voice betrays your hate
I can feel it numbing after waiting all these years
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Butterflies & Suicides
01:53
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I've got me an angel
my favorite of things
But she keeps me humble
So I step on her wings
Butterflies and suicides
Will lay them all to rest
A tourniquet of shit and spit
Will stop this bloody mess
Swallowed pride, a broken bride
Who sheds her frail skin
A lie for lie
A tooth for eye
These scars are paper thin
Wake me from this fucking dream, now
I've got me an angel
my favorite of things
But she keeps me humble
So I step on her wings
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Friend
02:59
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Got a friend who chases everyone away
Bites the hand that feeds him every night and day
Found a place where I can keep him underground
Got a friend and no one ever comes around
Broke my hand just making sure that he was fed
Found a hole where i can place him when he's dead
He never hears me or anything I say
Got a friend who chases all the rest away
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Wonder
03:17
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So you've been thinking of somebody new?
I'll sleep 'til it's over and wake when it's through
There's no mistaking, that's all I do
I run in circles, it keeps me amused
Now I wonder who found you
Lately been drifting on some sick wave
It lights up the circus and rains on parades
There's no mistaking, I see right through
I run in circles, it's all I do
And I wonder who found you
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Reign in these tears
Tear down these walls
There will never be someone
To make it all become undone
But we all hear the silent yell
If I win this war
There won't be more
And you'll never hear that sound again
They won't take you farther
You're on your own
there will never be someone
To make you feel like you have won
We all hear the silent yell
And you'll never hear that sound againPatience withered in the end
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This Ends Now
03:30
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Simpler days, are what I remember
But simple can no longer be
Freeze in the night, like a cold December
Sleep in the day, just to dream
The sun's gone, ending life w/ hidden laughter
Gone, gone, darkness growing, killing faster
This ends now
Let sleep fill your eyes with golden slumbers
And smiles that await you when you rise
Search pretty darling, for those golden wonders
Because the future they gave you was a lie
The sun's gone, taking life with hidden laughter
Gone, gone, anger fueling this disaster
This ends now
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Sugartooth New York, New York
Sugartooth shake off a two-decade slumber and return with music as urgent and undeniable as anything from their heyday.
Founding members Marc Hutner and Josh Blum return with Volume 3.
Formed in the early 90s. Sugartooth quickly signed a deal with Geffen Records. The band has shared the stage with Soundgarden, Bad Brains, Stone Temple Pilots, Rage Against The Machine, Slayer and more.
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This Album Rocks. After listening for a about a week. I ordered their whole library. I am playing this album for everyone I know ( and their sister) !! HORNS !!
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