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Girls who smoke are sexy
00:34
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Eating people is wrong
05:39
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Eating people is wrong
We'll come from the west,
Truth leading the way.
You had enough chances.
You had enough chances.
Eating people is wrong.
You'll hear us over the city,
and you'll see us on the news.
And you'll huddle together.
And you'll huddle together.
Eating people is wrong.
You don't deserve it.
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Drinking hell dry
02:37
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The sun was screaming,
and everything hurt my eyes.
Seems like a good day to jump off the wagon.
My responsibilities are in another country,
so I find a new place, and invite myself in.
Oak and steel and cobweb, it looks like a museum.
The barman reminds me of somebody else.
And even though inside,
it's so damn hot.
"And the only way out of here is to drink hell dry."
The fans rattled and spun too fast,
as he explained the bars main theme.
"Every drink in here is every drink you've had since you were fourteen."
"And the only way out of here is to drink hell dry."
I've lost everything.
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Propaganda
05:13
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You get everything too easy.
We feed you with sincerity, and make sure you know.
You gulp and suck it down,
all the gristle and pus,
your chin and lips covered with our love.
Believe everything we say, because we wouldn't lie.
Queue up to buy products that prove who you are.
Tell yourself "it's necessary",
you're "compulsive and young"
and you "have a choice".
Exist through propaganda.
It'll set you free.
We'll take you through the doors,
and then we'll take you down.
We'll show you everything from the other side.
You'll come back up,
your dress and face covered with our love.
Exist through propaganda.
It'll set you free.
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500 miles on every side.
Words turn to tiny things that fall apart.
We do this to each other
for fame and cowardice.
Where it goes makes it easier to say:
This is my blood.
This is my body.
They don't love you,
they just want your money.
The days are saturated with duende.
Every moment clings and doesn't move.
Empty eyes and begging hands,
just like the first film you saw.
This is my blood.
This is my body .
They don't love you,
they just want your money.
Things keep falling apart.
Long term plans are for the weak.
So take another moment for you to change.
It makes you easier to understand
and makes it easier to say:
This is my blood.
This is my body.
They don't love you,
they just want your money.
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