1. |
The Takedown
03:53
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Call me the mastermind
with a smile on my cheeks cuz’ i’m oh so kind
You can go and try to break my spine
but I might, crack your back flash clash attack
Find me kicking it easy
Smoking cigars with my friends
You find the words to offend me
I just keep on holding it in
Call me the Lion
Mr. “Sweet Papaya”
Call me the pain maker I’ll break ya
Sharp tooth quick bite alligator
Find me kicking it easy
Smoking cigars with my friends
You find the words to offend me
I just keep on holding it in
1,2,3 it’s the takedown
1,2,3 it’s all night
1,2,3 it’s the takedown
Bitch you better open your eyes
Call me the hyena
Carnivorous, masochist, ravenous
Ya’ll wanted to fuck with this rock music
Electric Turtles here for the millennium
Find me kicking it easy
Smoking cigars with my friends
You find the words to offend me
I just keep on holding it in
1,2,3 it’s the takedown
1,2,3 it’s all night
1,2,3 it’s the takedown
Bitch you better open your eyes
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2. |
Kiss The Cake
01:57
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You got me breathing like a bitch underwater
You got me fuckin’ like a dog off it’s chain
You got me wondering if it’s one or the other
Cry baby cry, and I’ll be on my way
Kiss the cake to taste the muffin!
Crash down, crash throw it away
We don’t give a fuck about nothing
I’m on a hunt for the one taking over my brain
You got me breathing like a bitch underwater
You got me fuckin’ like a dog off it’s chain
You got me wondering if it’s one or the other
Cry baby cry, and I’ll be on my way
Kiss the cake to taste the muffin!
Crash down, crash throw it away
We don’t give a fuck about nothing
I’m on a hunt for the one taking over my brain
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3. |
Wasteland
07:12
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River set me free
Pierce my skin, let me breathe
River let me speak
Rip this muzzle from my cheeks
Kill my jealousy
Watch me triumph, or watch me flee
Hold me as my bones freeze
I sink to the bottom, right to the bottom of a
Wasteland
Sippin’ on sorrow, cracking the bottle in a
Wasteland
I die tomorrow, take my life away
Wasteland
Looking for something, but I found nothing in a
Wasteland
I saw light decay
It’s just you and me
on the edge of nothing’
I can see your fear
You are crying
Shivering tingling blurry eyes are red
You are dead
You are dying in your own body
Yeah, I said my prayers,
you said beware,
and I found freedom in a
Wasteland
Sippin’ on sorrow, cracking the bottle in a
Wasteland
I die tomorrow, take my life aw —
Wasteland
Looking for something, but I found nothing in a
Wasteland
I saw light decay
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4. |
My, Oh My
03:42
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How could it seem to me,
more than endless dream gone amok?
Out of my head
Into the dark
Down to the deepest hollow
I…
My, oh my
How could it seem to me,
that I don’t feel anything in my heart?
Out of my head
Into the dark
Down to the deepest hollow
I…
My, oh my
I don’t wanna lie sometimes I feel like giving up
I don’t wanna cry I never wanna give it up
I don’t wanna lie sometimes I lie to shut you up
I don’t wanna cry sometimes I cry to shut you up
Out of my head
Into the dark
Down to the deepest hollow
I…
My, oh my
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5. |
Eine Kleine Krabbe
02:04
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Mama says “don’t wait for summer
Girls will lead you on with their breasts
Some eyes stare and make you wonder
What will it take to make your heart break?”
I’ve got drugs to kill the hunger
I’ve got drugs to make you scream
One night to rediscover
What it was that made my heart beat
All right, come right on with me
All right…..
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