1. |
Now
02:30
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hey mom do you see what i have
your pills and broken bottle of pabst
all i want is for you to call me son, your son
hey mom do you see all your blood
i cant cause im so fucked up
all i want is for you to call me son, your son
call me son
i am your son
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2. |
Day By Day
03:07
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i want it all
i want your pain, want your love, want your jaw
cant spend another day in heaven
everythings the same
bide my time and waste away
the moment ive been dreading
choke and suffocate
just another day, by day
i wanna die
i wanna smoke, wanna drink, get high
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3. |
You're a Psycho
01:42
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ive made up my mind and ive decided that you are a psycho
ill read your rights now you must pay the price you fucking psycho
the jurys out and the verdicts about you fucking psycho
donnie's gone lets strap this jacket on this fucking psycho
my life
you must all pay the price
my mind
stap this goddamn jacket on
ill kill you all lets fucking go to hell
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4. |
In Love
03:24
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i melt into these white fucking walls
i stare at you, the biggest high of all
i think im in love
with you
they beat me up theres nothing i can do
they feed us pills to brainwash me and you
the tank will come to bring me all my guns
you better run
these voices, louder they shall be
you suck my dick and love is what i see
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5. |
Voices
02:55
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kill them all
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6. |
AntiChrist
04:31
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line em up, one by one
tank brought the truck to have some fun
i want them dead ill watch them run away
they order me to shoot and kill
jackie aims to feel the thrill
youre not a soul youre just a lifeless face
i am the antichrist
i will decide if you live or die
i am the antichrist
theyre all dead, my evil's fed
i shot tank in the head
the voices say goodbye then run away
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