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It's Everywhere
01:13
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They say I'm a nihilist, but I don't care
I see 'em push it on every square
It's Everywhere
They say I'm a cynic, but that ain't fair
I believe what I believe and I don't share
It's Everywhere
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2. |
Fooling Yourself
01:58
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You can lie to everyone else, but you can't lie to yourself
You can try to fool everyone else, but you're just fooling yourself
You got mistake written all over your face
You can try to fool yourself, but you'll just see it in everyone else
You can't make something of yourself by tearing down everyone else
You got mistake written all over your face
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3. |
It Could Be Our Thing
01:27
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Goin' on down to the southside
Gonna pick you up, take you for a ride
I give you money, you give me your time
And I guess that it could be our thing
It could be our thing
My life is amazing
Flying with no gauges
I might go down flaming
Well I guess that it could be our thing
It could be our thing
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4. |
Ratlines
03:00
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I went outside today
That was my first mistake
I keep digging my own grave
Hop in no hesitate
I'm free
Free to be me
There's ratlines through the DMZ
Take me away from the KGB
I'm getting money from the CIC
Go somewhere where I can be me
I'm free
Free to be me
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Enough Is Enough
03:35
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Pop's left his gun underneath the bed
Tried to take it away when he went out of his head
Can't tell an old man what he really needs
Can't see no forest, don't see no trees
Pop a pill, I take another shot
Don't need to feel, don't need no thoughts
Dredged through the trash, found a diamond in the rough
Can't nobody tell me when enough is enough, it's enough
Pin up girl taking off her summer dress
Back in the day more was less
There's a rusty old knife in a drawer by the door
We can't find the safe, gotta tear up the floor
War bonds stacked up hidden in a boot
Next to twelve wooden pipes and a packet of chew
Silver coins stuffed in a pinball machine
Kick the dust off the lamp and light the kerosene
Pop a pill, I take another shot
Don't need to feel, don't need no thoughts
Dredged through the trash, found a diamond in the rough
Can't nobody tell me when enough is enough, it's enough
Enough is enough
Enough is enough
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6. |
Midnight Mass
03:31
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Inching closer to midnight
You're bloodthirsty for human sacrifice
Candlelit, midnight mass
Bloody corpses torn in half
Goat's head sitting on a pike
Occult ceremonies deep in the night
Deep into the night
Man and beast hand in hand
The shaman's babbling puts you in a trance
Candlelit, midnight mass
Bloody corpses torn in half
Goat's head sitting on a pike
Occult ceremonies deep in the night
Deep into the night
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7. |
Junk Car
04:56
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Junk car on the side of the road
Caught in a rut with the radiator blowed
Two punk kids got a pipe and a rag
A pump shotty and a gram in the bag
Drunk in a puddle and found on the road
Dead inside and outside alone
Step out back, get this show on the road
Left out to dry, guess I'll go at it alone
Pulled in the shop just a smokin' up a storm
Ace in my pocket and an eye on the door
I'm flying by by the seat of my pants
Check on the dealer just to see if I'll last
Woke up sick and beaten to a pulp
I'm dodging punches and I'm hanging on a rope
No coins to pay off the man
One chip so I'll play another hand
Just by luck the coolers in the can
Check my pulse and I look at my hand
Ace high flush just might get me on the road
Buy back my life and take off a load
More eyes and the dealer starts to sweat
Just how much more high can I get
Slip out the kitchen while I'm counting up my chips
Looking down the road just a lickin' on my lips
Black tooth grin and a bottle for the road
Trade a dime for your time to knock off the cold
Nothing but sin at the end of the road
Nothing for me, just sold my soul
A pack of smokes and some gas in the can
A fifth of brandy and I'm out on the lam
Pull out a pistol and I hope it don't jam
Haven't had to use it since Vietnam
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8. |
Halfway House
03:55
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We're halfway home to the halfway house
Got all these lugs all strung out
You got injuries that'll never heal
You scout pharmacies to see what you can steal
You're just a high school flunkie, turned into a junkie
Giving bad tattoos to support your habit, it's so tragic
Well, you tried to get sober, but it never took
So you cross the street without a look
Maybe you can scam some more little pills
'Cus you're looking rough
Maybe you can steal the pad from some unwitting doctor
It's never enough
Got a junkie wife, she won't shut her mouth
She just drains the life, you can't cut her out
She's full of bad advice and her little schemes
She knows what's bad for you is good for me
Maybe you can scam some more little pills
'Cus you're looking rough
Maybe you can steal the pad from some unwitting doctor
It's never enough
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9. |
Drowning Machine
06:00
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