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[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lBGy3cdCy0 Twisted Transistor] - Pack<br><br>Hey you, hey you, Devil's little sister<br>Listening to your Twisted Transistor<br>Hold it between your legs<br>Turn it up, turn it up<br>Low end is coming through<br>Can't get enough<br><br>A lonely life, where no one understands you<br>But don't give up, because the music do<br>Music do<br>Because the music do<br>And then it's reaching<br>Inside you forever preaching<br>Fuck you too<br>Your scream's a whisper<br>Hang on you<br>Twisted Transistor<br><br>
 
[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lBGy3cdCy0 Twisted Transistor] - Pack<br><br>Hey you, hey you, Devil's little sister<br>Listening to your Twisted Transistor<br>Hold it between your legs<br>Turn it up, turn it up<br>Low end is coming through<br>Can't get enough<br><br>A lonely life, where no one understands you<br>But don't give up, because the music do<br>Music do<br>Because the music do<br>And then it's reaching<br>Inside you forever preaching<br>Fuck you too<br>Your scream's a whisper<br>Hang on you<br>Twisted Transistor<br><br>
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[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lrEP3RPgEao Pet]<br><br>Don't fret precious I'm here, step away from the window<br>Go back to sleep <br><br>Lay your head down child<br>I won't let the boogeyman come <br><br>Counting bodies like sheep<br>To the rhythm of the war drums <br><br>Pay no mind to the rabble <br>Pay no mind to the rabble<br><br>Head down, go to sleep<br>
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To the rhythm of the war drums <br><br>Pay no mind what other voices say <br>They don't care about you, like I do, like I do<br>Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils, <br>See, they don't give a fuck about you, like I do. <br>
  
  

Revision as of 11:48, 23 April 2014

Born to Die

Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough
I don’t know why
Keep making me laugh
Let’s go get high
The road is long, we carry on
Try to have fun in the meantime

Come on take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane
Choose your last words, this is the last time
Cause you and I, we were born to die

Off to the Races

My old man is a tough man but
He's got a soul as sweet as blood red jam
And he shows me, he knows me
Every inch of my tar black soul
He doesn't mind I have a flat broke down life
In fact he says he thinks it's why he might like about me
Admires me, the way I roll like a Rolling stone

Likes to watch me in the glass room bathroom, Chateau Marmont
Slippin' on my red dress, puttin' on my makeup
Glass film, perfume, cognac, lilac
Fumes, says it feels like heaven to him


Cola (NSFW))

My pussy taste like Pepsi-Cola,
My eyes are wide like cherry pies.
I gots a taste for men who're older
It's always been, so it's no surprise.

Harvey's in the sky with diamonds and he's making me crazy (I come alive, alive)
All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby.

Come on, baby, let's ride
We can escape to the great sunshine.
I know your wife, and she wouldn't mind
We made it out to the other side



Cry Little Sister

A last fire will rise behind those eyes
Black house will rock, blind boys don't lie
Immortal fear, that voice so clear
Through broken walls, that scream I hear

Cry, little sister - Thou shall not fall
Come to your brother - Thou shall not die
Unchain me, sister - Thou shall not fear
Love is with your brother - Thou shall not kill

Twisted Transistor - Pack

Hey you, hey you, Devil's little sister
Listening to your Twisted Transistor
Hold it between your legs
Turn it up, turn it up
Low end is coming through
Can't get enough

A lonely life, where no one understands you
But don't give up, because the music do
Music do
Because the music do
And then it's reaching
Inside you forever preaching
Fuck you too
Your scream's a whisper
Hang on you
Twisted Transistor

Pet

Don't fret precious I'm here, step away from the window
Go back to sleep

Lay your head down child
I won't let the boogeyman come

Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums

Pay no mind to the rabble
Pay no mind to the rabble

Head down, go to sleep
To the rhythm of the war drums

Pay no mind what other voices say
They don't care about you, like I do, like I do
Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils,
See, they don't give a fuck about you, like I do.