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Bitch With A Pitcher
02:56
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Bitch With a Pitcher (C. Schell)
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lots happened before
bitch with a pitcher
but this song is all about her
the way she likes it I guess
and yes it was just as stupid as it sounds
they ate up the drama
give me a fucking break
eating out of the bullshit bowl
her face was contorted to look just like a troll
but something has been brought to my attention
what the fuck is this bitch talking about?
then she said:
"I thought we told you?"
"we robbed you." NOPE!
she spilled the beans
she spilled the motherfucking beans
do I play her game?
when I play, I play to win
x2
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Don't Shoot the Messenger (T. Hesselberg)
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I hate to burst your bubble but someone has got to do it
America's going down in a burst of flames and a hail of bullets
now some of you people out there might think that I'm kind of crazy
conspiracy theorist, tin-foil hat, call me what makes you happy
are you really happy?
but don't shoot the messenger
please don't shoot the messenger
x2
economy is fucked all the jobs are going overseas
up to our eyeballs in debt bossed around by fucking creeps
I wish I had some good news but its in short supply these days
banksters robbing us blind while people argue about the gays
and our agenda
but don't shoot the messenger
please don't shoot the messenger
x2
you fucking assholes better shut up and listen to me
we are all in danger don't understand why you cannot see
I couldn't make this shit up, I wish I was, but I couldn't if I tried
will we all live to see the day that liberty and freedom died?
or will we stop them?
but don't shoot the messenger
please don't shoot the messenger
x4
it's not my fault
I'm just as fucked as you
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Colliding Particles
02:29
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Colliding Particles (E. Erdmann)
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colliding particles keep me deep in motion
so many thoughts and so little conviction
the diagram has been laid to rest
so many lists cover my desk
a glance away from falling away, sleepless nights every day
I find my self drowning in lost thought patterns
and I lose my train of thought again
I need you to pull me off my knees
or restore my happiness, oh please, oh please
every proton and neutron in me yearns for
so much more but how to get there I have no answer
there's no way through any fucking door
drink again and see if you win
and if I lose myself right here I'll say sorry first
I have a numb point in my heart
I can't help but fall apart
so close but so far away from me
ever blind but so clear to see your beauty
its so dark in my room
and you make me feel like I could take control of my life
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No Shoes
03:51
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No Shoes (E. Erdmann)
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Lazy-Boy, floor, barstool, falling off a chair
I can find a home most anywhere; so grab one, maybe 2, just grab a few
grab 6 for me and 1 for you
with the brew you don't know what we could do
I woke up with no shoes
I woke up with no shirt
only thing that I know is
my fucking liver hurts
I think if I sit up too fast
it's all coming up again
look at me with bloodshot eyes
judge away, it ain't a sin
alcohol you make me fall head over heels for you
with liquid courage I never know what I will do
libation by myself is good for my mental health
so find some gin, find some whiskey, come on man, I ain't picky
I woke up with no shoes
I woke up with no shirt
only thing that I know is
my fucking liver hurts
I think if I sit up too fast
it's all coming up again
look at me with bloodshot eyes
judge away, it ain't a sin
from Pearl St. to the Mississippi
boy I sure feel tipsy
Red Bull and so much liquor
makes me think so much quicker
dance around like Michael Jackson in Thriller
oh shit there's the killer... too soon?
I woke up with no shoes
I woke up with no shirt
only thing that I know is
my fucking liver hurts
I think if I sit up too fast
it's all coming up again
look at me with bloodshot eyes
judge away, it ain't a sin
I fall five feet into the next bar x3
I fall five feet into the bar for you
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My Crisis
02:40
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My Crisis (C. Schell, T. Hesselberg, E. Erdmann)
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I can't take this treatment
I know its not the same
but if you let my live my life
you'll understand I have no shame
what I'm about to tell you
could send me straight to hell
if you take this the wrong way
I won't see you one more day
a razor couldn't cut this deep
this is my crisis
trapped in my own mind
this is my crisis
x2
I fell through the cracks in the floor
hoping the hurt wouldn't sting anymore
I lost myself in a whirlwind of thoughts
a storm I could not weather
what I'm about to tell you
could send me straight to hell
if you take this the wrong way
I won't see you one more day
a razor couldn't cut this deep
this is my crisis
trapped in my own mind
this is my crisis
x2
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Walls
04:15
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Walls (E. Erdmann)
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you build up your walls
I have walls too
you walk right through these halls
you want to say we're through
you say you're a jaded person
you've lost your hope in life
forgot your rhyme and reason
I haven't lost hope in you
you breathe easy
I lost my train of thought again
we find joy in little things
you don't like spicy food
or talking on the phone
I don't want to get close to you
but I can't help myself
no I can't help myself
you wake up too early
you don't like alarms
you're scared of getting close
I'll do you no harm
you like my punk jacket
I like it when you swear
you like the way i smile
I like the way you do your hair
you breathe easy
I lost my train of thought again
we find joy in little things
you don't like spicy food
or talking on the phone
I don't want to get close to you
but I can't help myself
no I can't help myself
I feel you when you're breathing
you feel me shiver in your arms
you're picky about laundry
the front I put up you disarm
you like my room for what it is
and not for what you see
I like you for who you are
and you like me for me
you breathe easy
I lost my train of thought again
we find joy in little things
you don't like spicy food
or talking on the phone
I don't want to get close to you
but I can't help myself
no I can't help myself
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