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Sinister Device
02:31
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Well you’re a gonner little missy with your desperation hissy fits and
plane jane starin’ at ya wishin’ it would quit
sell it to your soul like you really have control when it’s
itchin’, itchin’, itchin’ like a secret untold
It’s a sinister device that begs a hefty price when the
beggar goes undercover stealin’ all that he can plunder
revel in the trouble that you sow,
feel a sharp blow from Kentucky to Mexico
tell the story, tell the story, tell the story, oh little princess
feelin’ so defenseless, got to go face a million heartbreaks
stack ‘em up like dinner plates with no food
you work so hard to make it feel full
can’t tell the difference if I’m scoopin’ up ice cream or pig slop
cleanin’ up a mountain top, there’s got to be a way to stop
safety, safety isn’t what it seems
shelter is a hand-me-down of age-old suffering.
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Dead Weight
03:50
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Time to say what they just don’t want us to say
Too much at stake to just keep wasting away
The starved are corrupt and only destruction is gained
Taking under control cause they know they don’t own it
There’s too much dead weight to just dissipate
Too much outrage to incorporate
Jump awake, watch the train stop, get in the way
Trust yourself, crazy shit will lead you astray
Don’t hop the fence cause wealth lies in your backyard
Keep your wits about you you know you don’t own it
There’s too much dead weight to just dissipate
Too much outrage to incorporate.
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Empty
04:13
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So composed at seventeen
lights exposed, it was happening
he led her to the bed and then he said let’s go
said let’s go, that was pretty good
then they drove through a neighborhood
all of the lights were out and the houses around were empty
and he swore he would be fed, and he swore he would be fed
hey, stay...please break this daydream
she has gone mad
struck by the blow at nineteen
they didn’t know she was fighting
flickering lights through the smoke
cause the joke was so thick
they said let’s get her out of here
she doesn’t know what she’s doin’ here
all of the lights were out and the house was about empty
and she swore it was all in their head, she swore it was all in their head
hey, stay...please break this daydream
she has gone mad
she has gone mad
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Punk Bitch
03:13
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I’m no good, no good I say
I can’t sing, I can’t play
get away
I don’t feel pretty, got rats in my hair
can’t crack a smile, I don’t even care
it’s no fair, no fair
I don’t know what I’m doin’ here
you don’t know what you’re doin’ here
we don’t know what we’re doin’ here
it’s a big, big, big, big world out there
I don’t know what I’m doin’ here
you don’t know what you’re doin here
we don’t know what we’re doin’ here
it’s a big, big, big, big world out there
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