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Night of Sin
04:03
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Night of Sin
Here we are in hell again
Autumn leaves don't know how to pretend
The time is right for a night of sin
Bones will break but will heal again
I lost a lot of blood making friends
I made a lot of friends making enemies
It's either this or the flood
There's blood on your brush and that doesn't paint a pretty picture
Do you want to get dark?
You can't trust what you can't kill
Do you want to get dark?
If red is murder than what color is dead?
And we will wait until the sun comes up
Do you want to get dark?
You can't trust what you can't kill
Do you want to get dark?
If red is murder than what color is dead?
And we will wait until the sun comes up to go to sleep
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Harp
03:01
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Harp
Everywhere, Everywhere
Love, love, love, love
Is possible
At the last empty place on earth
Conniving, convincing, and up to the good that only the devil enjoys
History will burn our names and the black around your eyes is a healthy gray
And the harp it plays on and on and on and on
You didn't hear it from me, you never heard this from me
But they told me to hush, hush, hush, hush
Love is possible
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The Killer Came Home for Dinner
Can I wake you up?
Can I pull you down?
You felt the overwhelming urge to tell me you didn't love me, when I didn't ask
My hair was longer way back then
And yours was so much shorter than mine
Just like the killer invents new ways to not feel remorse
You are still dead of course
Can I let you down?
Can I lift you up?
You felt the overwhelming urge to tell me you didn't trust me, when I didn't ask
And you told me to write you song about love
When I did you said it didn't sound sincere and you wanted me to take it back
Just like the devil who writes new lies to gather our souls
Yours is still mine of course
But I'm not like the coward who runs and hides to never face his fears
You know, when mine comes I'll be right here
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Never Caught but Never Free
I'm never caught but I'm never free
I lied too much for the both of us but she doesn't care
She doesn't care
Got my ear to the ground
I don't know who is coming
Their footsteps are light
She's sleeping on top
She doesn't believe me
I'm never caught but I'm never free
I lied too much for the both of us
But she doesn't care
She doesn't care
When I call for her, she never comes
When I held her down, she never stays
Her love is like the feeling that you're going to die
And I'll never give that up, no I'll never give that up
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Smiles
Folding back my layers like an onion you were surprised at what you saw
My heart was bloody and red and not black at all
I can understand why you're scared but not why you cry
I'm wise but ungrateful and I steal my best lines from poets in the gutter
Curse the day I became aware of my own power it was a hefty lie
I'm a very bad man
I'm a very bad man
She was the one I could never keep in bed
She never had a friend that didn't end up dead
And I wait for her soul to reveal itself
But it never will, it never will, but I hope it will
Rickety, rickety, rickety rhymes I had more ideas than I ever had time
And she's so happy that my armies march to her beat
With soldiers shining smiles to the corpses beneath their feet
I'm a very bad man
I'm a very bad man
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Bloody Knuckles
04:21
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Bloody Knuckles
Robot arms and soggy skin
Is this the town that I grew up in or did it grow in me?
She only loves me when I talk about death
I only love her when I know I can't have her
And no you can't have her
Junkie arms and alcohol swabs
It came in threes and left in twos
And shake until your head comes off
Will you be there for me?
Will you be there for me?
Black fields and bloody knuckles
If I can't make you want me, then I'll make you hate me
And I saw the devil today
He had four eyes and a head of curls
And if the lord calls you home
Tell him you can't go
And if the lord calls you home
Tell him you can't go
Are you still here with me?
Are you still here with me?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
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