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25
02:59
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THIS IS NOT ABOUT YOU
THIS IS NOT ABOUT ME
FOR THOSE WHO GET HIT
FOR THOSE WHO GET BEAT
RIP YOUR HEART OUT
PUT IT ON YOUR TONGUE
AND DO NOT STAND BY
VIOLENCE, VIOLENCE, VIOLENCE, VIOLENCE
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
FOR THOSE WHO GET HIT
FOR THOSE WHO GET BEAT
RIP YOUR HEART OUT
PUT IT ON YOUR TONGUE
AND DO NOT STAND BY
MY CHILD
DO NOT STAND BY
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HOW DARE I EVEN SPEAK
HOW MAY I HELP YOU
HOW CAN I MAKE YOU BELIEVE
THAT YOU WERE MEANT TO BE
WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE YOU DO NOT EXIST
I'LL TRY MY BEST TO HELP YOU RAISE THAT FIST
AND I KNOW
THAT YOU DON'T
WANT TO BE HERE ANYMORE
BUT PLEASE
LISTEN
YOU BELONG
YOU BELONG
YOU BELONG RIGHT HERE WITH ME
YOU BELONG
RIGHT NOW YOU HAVE TO BREATHE AND BELIEVE THE WORDS I SAY
YOU BELONG
YOU BELONG
YOU BELONG
HOW DARE I EVEN SPEAK
WHEN I KNOW
THAT YOU KNOW I DON'T
KNOW A THING
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SILENT NIGHT
04:21
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SILENT NIGHT,
HOLY SHIT I'VE NEVER BEEN THIS HIGH IN MY ENTIRE LIFE
IS WHAT I TELL MYSELF EVERY NIGHT
FLOATING THROUGH THIS MESS I MADE I'M LAUGHING LOUD I NEED MORE SPACE
I'M LAUGHING LOUD ON THIS GRAVEYARD OF MY SUCCESS
YEAH I'M A MESS
FLOATING THROUGH THIS MESS I MADE I'M LAUGHING LOUD I NEED MORE SPACE
SO NEXT TIME YOU TEXT BE SURE NOT TO ASK HOW I FEEL CAUSE YOU WON'T GET AN ANSWER, NOT TO FEEL
FLOATING THROUGH THIS MESS I MADE I'M LAUGHING LOUD I NEED MORE SPACE
I'M LAUGHING LOUD ON THIS GRAVEYARD OF MY SUCCESS
YEAH I'M A MESS
FLOATING THROUGH THIS MESS I MADE I'M LAUGHING LOUD I NEED MORE SPACE
I
NEED
MORE
SPACE
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THE EXPLODING SYNTAX LEFT ME HOMELESS ON THAT STREET
WHERE LANGUAGE AND FEELING MEET
LEFT ME HOMELESS/
LEFT ME WORDLESS
TRANSCENDENTAL HOMELESSNESS/
EXISTENTIAL WORDLESSNESS
THE EXPLODING SYNTAX LEFT ME HOMELESS
LEFT ME WORDLESS
OUT HERE
OUT HERE
OUT HERE
OUT HERE
PARADIGMATIC EXERCISE MAKES THE WORDS YOU CAN'T FIND MORE PRECISE
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FRECKLESZ
04:32
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HOLD MY HAND JUST A LITTLE BIT LONGER NOW
LOOK AT ME JUST A LITTLE BIT CLOSER
I FEEL BLACK AND BLUE ALL THE TIME
SO I CRACK YOUR SKULL AND YOU SMASH MINE
EVERY SECOND I JUST WANT OUT
I'M GONNA GIVE MYSELF
THE BENEFIT
OF
THE
DOUBT
SO HERE YOU GO
PLEASE DO NOT RETURN
ANYTHING OF THIS
AS THESE SPOTS CLOUD THE NORTH OF MY FACE
I TRADE MY SKINS ONE BY ONE
HOPING THAT THE NEXT CLOTH
WILL BE THE ONE
I ONLY WRITE ON THE BACKS OF PRE WRITTEN PAGES
BECAUSE I LIKE TO THINK THAT CULMINATION
NEVER COMES ON ITS OWN
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6. |
SVA
04:09
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YOU ARE HARD TO WORK WITH
I AM OUT OF MY MIND
YOU ARE AN OPEN LETTER
TO ALL THE BLOOD IN MY VEINS AND
YOU
ARE
RUSHING
TO
MY
HEAD
PATCH ME UP
TELL ME NOW
HOW DO YOU WORK THIS WELL
HOW CAN YOU LOOK AT ME AND TELL ME
I'M WHAT WANT YOU WANT TO SEE
WHAT YOU WANT TO BE
WHAT YOU'D LIKE TO DO
WHAT YOU'RE GOING THROUGH
I READ YOU OVER AND OVER
I LOOK AT YOU LISTEN TO FUCK WITH YOU OVER AND OVER
AND I DON'T KNOW HOW WE GOT HERE SO FAST
BUT I'M CRASHING NOW
AND
I'M
RUSHING
TO
YOUR HEAD
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FARCE Vienna, Austria
Trophy Wife video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=AzVrmwQjHb4
Contact: farcenoise@googlemail.com
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