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Caribbean Swing Dance
02:49
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There’s a story from before that might compare. I’ve shot women in the face murdered children.I read about your pain but it could not compare to the every day suffering.Inside constant war. Don’t mind me I’m just internalising. But I will not die. Panic fear strike down.
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Kissy Kiss Indicator
04:16
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Here’s another song about some things like so many you’ve heard before. Two faces face in but only one looks out. This is the beginning. This is the end. Listen to the bass one piece is too short and one is too long. It’s like your mind moving too fast.This is not romance. Caught out in the cold. No life was lost breathing hot air.
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I Took One In The Crown
04:03
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My friend are you awake. The pen in your hand does it shake. You’re draining out your life. Clawing to what you think seems right. Finally released from all you have lost.You say you’ll have no regrets. And all those years are not wasted. But your body is broke it’s in bits. And your mind is worse but you keep that well hid. I call it freedom. Drink it in.
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Shane Scanlon
02:04
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Couldn’t stop this feeling. Hands are shaking and trembling. Going red in the face.I don’t walk in the midday sun. I am afraid. I have been caught. Now I am tongue tied. To your face I lied. This once caused stress. The thought of undress.A numbing fear. Hope I’ve learned my lesson here.
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Mixy
03:29
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With the appearance of two bright lights and a loud rumbling. We gazed as the stranger was released from his cage. He was not like us in his ways. I felt his presence could mean our end. My family and friends are all gone. These bastard people and their labs. It’s only been two months but we are half. This fever.The tumors on my skin.The blindness. My lungs are closing in. Now I run from eagles. As I could be their last meal.
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Sky Berry Hill
03:19
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So it’s time again. Sharpen the tools. Prepare for blood. Disease is looming. Wolves are sniffing. Vultures are feeding. Bones they crack. Corpses become pulp. Morning has come. It’s time for a climb to the peak where stones lay flat. Alone I carry. I have no gods.
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Running Up That Hill
04:36
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A song reminds you of a place or something you’ve never seen. Enables me to see a clear spot.Travelling to your home. We’ll make it by the new time. Time to take a a deep breath and blow all bad things away. Too tired to count. Just give me one. Listen to the record on repeat. It turns at 16 slows down and is released. The bulls heart beats so fast. Start crawling. Keep walking. Running up that hill.
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Mental Horse Ghost
02:53
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Cool as a breeze in the best way. Those people walked in to the sea. Two bodies stay in a strange place. No need for anyone heat is shared. We are mad every day. Locked in a safe nothing breaks. Afraid to talk know what to say but I don’t walk away. I’m lazy and in pain. Feed me raw. The taste like dried mud.And the sound of broken glass. Afraid to talk know what to say but we don’t walk away.
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Vagina Machine Gun
02:04
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