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Cellophane
03:45
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Your cellophane prowess smothers me during congress
You want my plea as your savage wakes
But when you smile I know it's too late
Cold looks, severed waists
Unearthed demons left to generate
I've got no feelings down my left side
And all your sugar has got me hypnotised
Baby, it's MY way
Your cellophane prowess smothers me during congress
You want my plea as your savage wakes
But when you smile I know it's too late
You can have my sugar, I won't cry
I can't keep this locked inside
With your finger on my trigger
You're my lust and you're my liquor
And the air is getting thicker because your breathing's getting quicker
And the cold hard steel
And the way that you feel
When the cap sparks it's like love at first sight
Single shot, pepper pot, muzzel loaded, pistol whipping
Recoil Recoil Recoil!!!
You can have my sugar, I won't cry
I can't keep this locked inside
You can have my sugar, I won't cry
I can't keep this locked inside
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Insult An Angel
05:08
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I want you to know that someone has seen you
They said you had a dress on that was as delicate and tasteless as shark fin soup
Your black eyes and lips roaring advice into your facecloth
You ate all of the pears in the conference room
You made eyes at the blood on my ceiling
The whore like angel, violate sleep
Insult an angel, courageous chief
In that dark durance tread nimble feet
Gravely in doubt, torment with ease.
His will who bound us, his iron gate
Since satan fell from his prison scape
So wise he judges, the prince of hell
A faithful leader since satan fell
What a loss to heaven!
So wise he judges!
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Glands
05:32
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It, it aches hard
It aches hard when you're home
It aches hard when you're all alone
Hold on...
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