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Colors and numbers
And there's so many never be seen
It's not the big picture
Nothing
The system that we call...
I am immortal
Oh no you can't
But you will never know it
I drive the night category
Satisfy...
The white is wide
What is on the other side
Blackened sky
You won't believe your own two eyes
The highest...
What if the present
Suddenly became the past future
The systems reroute the situation
Lead to another with the black sun...
You better watch out, you better not cry
You better not pout I'm telling you why
Cause I'm gonna kill you! I'm gonna...
F-F-F-Foolin
Stop foolin myself f-f-f-faggot
Jess is a faggot, a f-f-faggot, YEAH!
Fuckin FOOLIN'...
You know what makes me happy
The things that make you sad
The feel that I controls absorbed by the radio jag
I want cheese but I can't digest the shit
I'm on a leave in the middle of Washington
These are some of the things I can't...
You can't stop it if I stop you I can
Here comes Jess, the garbage man
Ooh ahh, I'll page ya on your face and then I'll place...
Who wants to taste my general tso...you want to taste my general tso
I'm-a give it to you now
Who like my chopstick
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A stable place in the scheme was all that you asked for,
You find it hard to concentrate through the laughter
Use the height of confidence to break the common ground
Beyond the bad experience, an answer can be found
Typically a few will stop your momentum
With solid focus broken, why would you let them?
Use the height of competence to break the common ground
Beyond the bad experience, vengeance swings around
Why put the gun to your head, if you're already dead?
See me lashing at will, even after the kill
Why put the gun to your head, if you're already dead?
Tragically mistake you for a man
Suddenly the satisfaction stands
Tragically they'll catch you if they can
Suddenly mortality's a scam
A sad attempt at escaping from all disaster
Complications restraining all that comes after
Use the height of confidence to break the common ground
Beyond the bad experience an answer to be found
Why put the gun to your head, if you're already dead?
See me lashing at will, even after the kill
Why put the gun to your head, if you're already dead?
Tragically mistake you for a man
Suddenly the satisfaction stands
Tragically they'll catch you if they can
Suddenly mortality's a scam
[Thanks to punkrockerbunny@hotmail.com for these lyrics]
[Thanks to DublSrideR@aol.com, Hanging-Station@hotmail.com for correcting these lyrics]
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