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this song....obviously;

Money, Diamonds, Gold, and Ice.

Yeah talk shit you'll pay the price.

Shut up cunt I'll cut you're tongue.

Back down bitch you're fuckin' done.

 

Talk shit to us you fucking haters.

You're the ones who fuckin' made us.

Shut you're mouth or I'll cut you're tongue.

Back down bitch you're fuckin' done.

 

You think this shit just comes easy.

Lets see you try you fuckin' beezy.

Make you're shit reach number one.

Back down bitch you're fuckin' done.

 

This is to you moms and dads.

You hate our shit, what a drag.

I'm the one who fucks you're son.

Back down bitch you're fuckin' done.

 

Money, Diamonds, Gold, and Ice.

Yeah talk shit you'll pay the price.

Shut up cunt I'll cut you're tongue.

Back down bitch you're fuckin' done.

 

Talk shit to us you fucking haters.

You're the ones who fuckin' made us.

Shut you're mouth or I'll cut you're tongue.

Back down bitch you're fuckin' done.

 

Tryin' set our [?] you're lame.

Bitches want us for the fame.

We hardly met, you're just a no-one.

Back down bitch you're fuckin' done.

 

You hate us and our stupid lyrics.

But deep down you love to hear it.

We're livin' life and havin' fun, so back down bitch you're fuckin' done.

 

Back down bitch you're fucking done.

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fruit on the vine.

You've got yours,

And I've got mine.

Meat on your bones.

They won't know, they won't know.

 

I love your face, just get away.

I'm on my knees, fuck you, fuck me.

 

I'm on my way, to feel you,

dislocate.

Safe in your space.

I'm open, wide open.

 

I love your face, just get away.

I'm on my knees, fuck you, fuck me.

 

Like me, like me, like me.

 

I love your face, just get away.

I'm on my knees, fuck you, fuck me.

 

Me, me, me.

 

i love this :willy_nilly:

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Nice legs, Daisy Dukes,

Makes a man go (whistles),

That's the way they all come through like (whistles),

Low-cut, see-through shirts that make ya (whistles),

That's the way she come through like,

 

'Cause I just set them up,

Just set them up,

Just set them up tonight (then down),

'Cause I just set them up,

Just set them up,

Just set them up tonight,

then down

 

I think I should know how to make love to something innocent without leaving my fingerprints out,

Now,

L-o-v-e's just another word I never learned to pronounce,

How do I say I'm sorry 'cause the word is just never gonna come out,

Now,

L-o-v-e's just another word I never learned to pronounce

 

Tight jeans, double d's makin' me go (whistles),

All the people on the street know (whistles),

Iced out, lit-up make the kids go (whistles),

All the people on the street know (whistles),

 

'Cause I just set them up,

Just set them up,

Just set them up tonight (then down),

'Cause I just set them up,

Just set them up,

Just set them up tonight,

then down

 

I think I should know how to make love to something innocent without leaving my fingerprints out,

Now,

L-o-v-e's just another word I never learned to pronounce,

How do I say I'm sorry 'cause the word is just never gonna come out,

Now,

L-o-v-e's just another word I never learned to pronounce

 

Push it baby, push it baby,

Out of control,

I got my gun cocked tight and I'm ready to blow,

Push it baby, push it baby,

Out of control,

This is the same old dance that you already know,

Push it baby, push it baby,

Out of control,

I got my gun cocked tight and I'm ready to blow,

Push it baby, push it baby,

Out of control,

This is the same old dance that you already know

 

I think I should know how to make love to something innocent without leaving my fingerprints out,

Now,

L-o-v-e's just another word I never learned to pronounce

best song ever.

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You don't mean it!

You need a uniform, so you won't be ignored, you are affected and so you're accepted.

Hey...

It's time you invested in a bottle of poison, so we don't have to hear about you bitching and moaning, you think you could afford a fucking bottle of aspirin!

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Tyranny - Psyclon Nine

 

Sanctioning the era of death

Force-fed deception

Still I hold my doubt

At the thought of human rule over earth

Understand impending overthrow assaults

Rebirth on the pawns within our society

The drones created of impurity

Lucidity corrupted by majority

Demanding our lives incessantly

Contradiction to the shrine of mutilation

Predeterminated fate annihilation

Scourge upon our souls irreligion

Malignant populace of visitation

Tyranny designed to immobilize

Subdued in a pit of self

Despite feeble to the throne of genocide

You can do nothing

Just demoralize

 

 

FUCKING GENIOUS!

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Brand New-Degausser

Take me, take me back to your bed

I love you so much that it hurts my head

Say, "I don't mind you under my skin

I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in"

Well when we were made we were set apart

But life is a test and I get bad marks

Now some saint got the job of writing down my sins

The storm is coming, the storm is coming in

 

You burnt bright but you run out

I fell asleep at the incline

I can't shake this little feeling

I never did anything right, I'm on my own

 

 

and this part from You Wont Know

So believe in me,

believe, if you think I'll let you down

Well I won't

They can fire everything they've got

And when you think I'm sunk

I will float on and on

I have burned the bush that covered my light

Even though I'm scared I won't burn that bright

But you won't know...

 

and this part from Fall Out Boys'- Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying...

From day one I talked about getting out

But not forgetting about

How my worst fears are letting out

He said why put a new address

On the same old loneliness

When breathing just passes the time

Until we all just get old and die

Now talking's just a waste of breath

And living's just a waste of death

And why put a new address

On the same old loneliness

And this is you and me

And me and you

Until we've got nothing left

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"I can't keep telling myself, what I want to hear

I can't just close my eyes

 

 

I know, that it's killing me

and it's poisoning, the best of me

What I see, I don't want to believe

So let me tell you more,

about the lies I lead

 

Calling, calling out

The darkest reaches of my soul are riddled with self-doubt"

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id give anything to write this song;

It's a good year for a murder

she's praying to jesus, she's pulling the trigger

there's no tears, cause he's not here

she washes her hands, and she fixes the dinner

but soon they'll be coming to rush her away

no one's so sure if her crime had a reason

 

reasons like seasons

they constantly change

and the seasons of last year

like reasons have floated away

away with this spilt milk

away with this dirty dish water, away

seventeen years, and all that he gave was a daughter

 

"it's me and the moon," she says

i got no trouble with that

but i am a butterfly, you wouldn't let me die

"it's me and the moon," she says

 

and it's over, but it just started

the blood stained the carpet

her heart like a crystal

she's lucid and departed

a life left behind, she can find in her mind gone away

 

away with these nightmares

away with suburbia

shake down away

you marry a role and

you give up your soul til you break down

 

"it's me and the moon," she says

"i got no trouble with that, but i am a butterfly, you wouldn't let me die"

"it's me and the moon," she says

 

but what do you say we go for a ride?

what do you say we get high?

but i'm so tired of days that feel like the night

 

"it's me and the moon," she says

and i got no trouble with that, but i am a butterfly, you wouldn't let me die

i am a butterfly, i am a butterfly, i am a butterfly

andrew mcmahon is amazing.

 

HELL YES!

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There's a man on the corner with his hands tightly to his hat so it won't blow away.

with a girl, with her hands in her pockets holding tightly to her money so she won't blow it today.

 

its all the same, everyday.

 

when he gets home from work, there's his children already in bed without seeing his face today.

and the girl, with empty pockets, spent her money, she might as well throw her wallet in the fireplace.

 

cause she is the L and he is the O for us, Liars Out there,

and she is the V and he is the E for the Violence in Everyone.

and we might spell you, we're nothing like you.

 

and when his kids grow up old and have children of their own they swear they will never wear the same size hat their father wears.

and the girl, now a women, says she's happy, and thanks god for jewelry and single millionaires.

 

cause she is H and he is the O for us, Humble Orphans,

and she is the P and he is the E for Potential in Everyone,

and we might spell you, we're nothing like you

 

i love this song so much

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