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Christmess
01:52
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Woe, I know what I feel
I don’t believe in fairy-tale religion; it’s unreal
Yo, I do what I want
those fictitious characters, they only try to daunt
a holy cow on a cross
exploding cartoons, virgins don’t wait; to me it’s such a dross
the time is now – to toss it all away
the gods can beat each other up
or simply go astray
They naysay, they look down on everyone
they naysay, the proper bourgeoisie
they naysay, the craziness got everyone
they naysay, but I am free
to disagree
It’s only real if you believe
a hypocrite with a dogma up its sleeve
go, fold your hands and pray
reality stays the same (yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah, yeah)
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Mouthful of Dreams
02:33
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Zip open that mouth – put your worries inside
does it work for kids? - It doesn’t work in real life
you’re afraid
zip open that mouth – put your worries inside
it might work for kids – it never works in real life
nothing’s changed
Because you’ll always be the last one
to tell you what to do and what you want
but you really are the best one
Zip open that mouth – put your wishes inside
you’re terrifed and cannot abide
no one - so, nothing will change
zip open that mouth while bleary-eyed
unpleasant emotions belong to life
it will ever be the same
Because you’ll always be the last one
to tell you what to do and what you want
but you really are the best one
to know what you’re running from
Take your life in your hands
forget ‘em, just let ‘em condemn
take your life in your hands
forget ‘em, don’t let ‘em command
like a cocktail dress
like a cigarette
alas, alas
be the contrast
join the black mass
don’t kiss any ass
eternal black mass
Zip open, zip open, zip open your life
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Eye Contact
02:48
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You should not be trusted
trusted at all
you’re a shit human being
such a sick human being
soon internally bleeding
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