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Chimera!
03:26
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She makes you so sweet
You’ve never been so sweet
Dark hair, rosy cheeks
Staring down without a blink
So sweet, so sweet
Oh if I have another man
Tell me how very sweet I am
I take my body made of sugar
For a walk out in the rain
Am I the answer?
Your sedative
Bend down to me
Let’s settle this
Won’t you love me
I’m four on the floor now
CHIMERA
(You turn me on) x2
Greedy looks, seedy looks
A dainty daisy in the mire
Says he’s a hero from the books
She will set his heart on fire
Am I the answer?
Your sedative
Bend down to me
Let’s settle this
Won’t you love me
I’m four on the floor now
CHIMERA
(You turn me on) x2
So pleased to give what you need
So thankful for what I receive
Here to make your life a fairytale
When you make my life a living hell
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Brain Fog Machine
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3. |
Don't Break The News
04:09
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Don’t break the news
'Cause there’s no news
Never let go of cheap excuse
Will there be a way because I want it oh so bad
And where’s a will there is a way always
When we go round in circles under false pretence
Hardly a timely warning a grain of sense
God knows how much I’ve tried to get you out of this mess
Don’t say the word
It won’t make it right
Lifting a load from poor child's mind
You carry such trouble only earthquakes could contest
Too oblivious to nothing less
When we go round in circles under false pretence
Hardly a timely warning a grain of sense
God knows how much I’ve tried but faith begins when hope ends
Don’t break the news cause there’s no news
Never let go of cheap excuse
There is no home to hide in
No friend to confide in (x2)
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4. |
Treatment (Run)
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Mistakes Were Made
02:56
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Mistakes were made but not admitted to x4
Mistakes were made
The stakes were raised
It’s time we put an end
To your unbecoming ways
You sit and think
“My ship will sink”
Tell me who put you up to this
Play stupid games win stupid prizes
Mistakes were made but not admitted to x4
You’re going down
But not in history
You contemplate
Your masquerade
Think you’re worth your weight in gold
But you don’t know shit from clay
So cut the ties
Too out of it to be nice
Take this as an apology
Play stupid games win stupid prizes
Mistakes were made but not admitted to x4
Mistakes were made but not forgiven
You’re going down
But not in history
You’re going down
On and on and on
How turn tables x3
On and on and on and on and on and on and on
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6. |
Evil Things
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7. |
In Stereo
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8. |
Heavy Duty
04:26
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Loverboy,
If he’s up, he’s up to no good
Seeking quick fix east of the wall
Every now and then he would fantasise he could swallow himself
Opening his mouth so wide
It would take in his whole body, his roommates and then the universe
His own vision of the end of times
The runaways
On rainy days
Sudden headrush
It gets so grim
The shit I’m in
Stop this madness
It’s no heavy duty
Burning the bridges that you’re running across
Say it’s the price that you pay
But I can’t put my trust into what’s already lost
I know, I know it’s far from over
But sometimes light can lead you nowhere
I know
The walls you’ve built won’t crumble
It just goes to show
The heartache takes its toll
It’s funny how
We all go down
No escaping
I’m wide awake
For heaven’s sake
Back off because I’m losing my, losing my
It’s no heavy duty
Burning the bridges that you’re running across
Say it’s the price that you pay
Pushing away the ones you care about most
I know the dawn won’t wake you sober
But sometimes light can lead you nowhere
I know
The walls you’ve built won’t crumble
It just goes to show
The heartache takes its toll
Farewell to the goodwill of the ones you left behind
Because falling out of favour is the last thing on my mind
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9. |
Love
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10. |
Heavenbound
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