Eris/Soundtrack

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 Here we are Juggernaut - We were stupid, we got caught But nothing matters anymore So what? Here we are, juggernaut, Juggernaut So let's hang us a hangman, we'll bury our burdens in blood (Oh no) Oh so hang us a hangman, we'll bury our burdens in blood Become stronger, juggernaut.

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. Forty Six & 2 - Tool I choose to live and to Grow, take and give and to Move, learn and love and to Cry, kill and die and to Be paranoid and to Lie, hate and fear and to Do what it takes to move through. I choose to live and to Lie, kill and give and to Die, learn and love and to Do what it takes to step through.

Professional Greifers - DeadMau5

I like the sound of the broken pieces
I like the lights and the siren she says
We got machines but the kids got Jesus
We like to move like we both don't need this

God can’t hear you,
They won't fight you
Watch them build a friend just like you
Morning sickness, XYZ
Teenage girls with ESP

Give me the sound to see
Another world outside that’s full of all the broken things that I made
Just give me a life to bleed
Another world outside that’s full of all the awful things that I made

We like to dance but the dead go faster
Turn up the slam/hound/bar/code/blast/her
We want the cash or the junk you’re after
Rez-up control for the mix tape master

Cell-correction
Mass dissection
Death-squad brats are in detention
Morning sickness, XYZ
Boys with bombs in NM///

Carbon-lacing
Spent shell-casingsPhotographs that I’m erasing
Bonus lives with pixel-screams
Girls with guns on LSD

Cell-infection,
Mass-destruction
Program for the final function
Lab-rat king, rescue team
Save me from the next life

Give me the sound, to see
Another world outside that’s full of all the broken things that I made
Just give me a life to bleed
Another world outside that’s full of all the awful things that I made

'Cause we are the last disease
Another broken life that’s full of all the awful things that I made
And we got the eyes to see
Another broken life that’s full of all the awful things that are made.