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Off With My Head
02:34
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They say the grass is greener on the other side of wonderland
I’m not so sure about that; look at all who’s got the upper hand
I think I’ve got a better change with the queen of hearts
Off with my head, at least I won’t see the whole damn world fall apart
I’m dizzy and confused
They say I’m just young & amused
But I won’t fall for that anymore
The jester’s all out of tricks
Distracts with shiny diamond kicks
Dancin’ round’n’round the town
As it all burns on down
Load up on posy in our pockets
The new plague’s comin’ faster than crotch rockets
Let’s all shove bullets down our guns & in our throats
And we’ll all explode in 3…2…GO!
Come on, let’s drift on down
To hell and back
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Visions
02:06
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All of these dark days, where are the sun’s rays?
Thinking of dying, too scared to do that
Oh just take the goddamn pills right now
Bloody Mary won’t you come out to play with me?
I heard that where you are it’s kinda nice these days
Dead visions just won’t go away
Friend tell me the secret, how do you do it?
Fake such a smile (yours comes so naturally)
Hand me a cup of that steaming hot ignorance tea
Bloody Mary won’t you come out to play with me?
I heard that where you are it’s kinda nice these days
These dumb dead visions just won’t go away
They can be so pretty though
I swear that I’m okay
If you’re cold I can give you my strait jacket it will keep you feelin’ warm and stable, awake and able, funky fresh and lookin’ mighty fly
These dumb dead visions just won’t go away
They can be so pretty though
I swear that I’m okay
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Follow Me
03:47
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I'm wasted left outside for years
Hung out to dry for this
So let me medicate, with lies I sat
Cast down with fingers pointed at my back
Strike out and follow me down
Cover our eyes and hold in the air
We'll sail like a sinking ship and now we're both going to drown
I'm feeling scarlet shades of navy blue
Got no time left, just muddled imprints left by feet worn thin
Need something else besides our mess to backstroke in
Cast down these chains, I can't erase all these mistakes that I have made
Please tell me it’s not too late to start over again
Both going to drown
Follow me now
Right now
You said it's over, now there's nothing left to say
I guess I'll settle for whatever comes my way
If everything they tell me always happens for a point
Then I hope the needle's sharper than the daggers in your heart
No I'm not so afraid anymore
We'll sail like a sinking ship, yeah it was fucked
Now we're both going to drown
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Punching Bag
02:04
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I’m not your doll, I’m not your toy, no I’m not here to be destroyed
Don’t dress me up, don’t dress me down, don’t tell me “Turn the fuck around”
What do you think this is? A free show, peep show, goody-bag for you?
Well I’ve got bad news, bud this body ain’t for fuckin’ two
I’m not your punching bag
I’m not your little whore
You think you buried me?
I wouldn’t be too sure
I think of that night I remembered when you walked into the bar
Yeah you were on the hunt for power and you found me here not far
I booked it out the door and up the stairs and looked behind my back
I should’ve known, I should’ve known: too late your hands were on my neck
I’m not your punching bag
No I’m not your little whore
You think you buried me?
I’m comin’ back for more
I’m not here to give you relief from your anxiety
I’m not a fucking stress ball, I am here for my revenge you see
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Sign Below
02:35
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It's hard to start from the bottom to the top
When all I wanted was to survive
And all these friends of mine, they were there along the lines when I almost hit rock bottom
So I took my ass to work and I guess I'll waste some time
‘Cause I get to see you tomorrow
And if you ever know that the cracks begin to show
Please give me a sign from below
And I'll stand here 'til the end
When time has slipped from my hands
Don't try to tell me what is right
‘Cause I know I won’t ever bend
I guess this is a way of an apology
I always did see that you had faith in me
So if you ever know that my cracks begin to show
Please give me a sign from below
I sealed my eyes shut: the door's never open
I shoved away hope, yet wonder what's broken
So if you ever know, that my heart is getting cold
Please give me a sign from below
But as I get older there are more things that I see
So I try to start new paths to the way I ought to be
It’s hard to not be jaded, when all the gold has faded
Stubborn and addicted, filled with stupidity
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The Newports Los Angeles, California
The Newports are from Los Angeles. They play fast.
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