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Skinnies nausea, no see ya
Love, date, hate
Freckles on your face and absent look
Makes me wonder
How could I think I could be with
You are incoherent as shit
I'm just a stupid boy who hates
To lose the thing once for he craved
My nails across your skin
Open mouth, down on knees, toxic meal
Eat me as I am in this haze
So dazed, now I see
Your smell was the drug
Your smell was the drug
Your smell was the drug
Your smell was the drug
Two years running 'round
Getting closer, such a waste
I miss getting high with you
But still, stay away from me
Your smell was the drug
Your smell was the drug
Your smell was the drug
Your smell was the drug
I liked your friends
Until they made
My balls swell
This song's a rant
I needed a filler
No pretend, don't know what we were
Or if I can, but I want to end this
I confess I hurt you again
But neither you spared me some pain
Like the night you spent with your two friends
Dead end, so fuck them and your scent
I loved all the lust with you
But now I remove the pebbles from my shoes
Yes, I am a mess but you ain't a saint
So fuck you and your scent
Fuck you and your scent
Fuck you and your scent
Fuck you and your scent
Fuck you and your scent
Fuck you and your scent
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Counting The Days
06:29
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Here I lie
Must have been so high
I feel like drowning
In my home, gone mad for counting
Look around me
I can see it
This must be the place
Where I'm stuck in
While no one knows
I am simply counting the days
I'm counting the days
And I won't stop until I can go
Some to blame (new world game)
Everyday the same old story, new story, same
Conspiracy theories
And doctors on tv
Apathy
Pandemic rhapsody
Am I losing my youth?
Past has always
Been a shit but
Does the future look so bright?
I'm counting the days
And I won't stop until I can go (counting the days)
I'm counting the days
And I won't stop until I can go
Hypocrites
So much fun in witch hunt
Social distancing and
Profits for few, while we're
All tired of this all
New restrictions,
Old prohibitions
Same fucking circle
Why join forces?
West and east, poor and rich
(Repeat it after me please) Let's be divided
And counting the days
And we won't stop until we can go (counting the days)
We're counting the days
And we won't stop until
We can be a little more free
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So Many Hours
03:28
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So many hours wasted
Looking for you so madly in the haze
Getting older every day
Fucking bored and self-absorbed
And I tried and I tried so hard
Waiting for something to fill my void
Nobody goes, nobody comes
Nothing happens
What If I disappear?
I'm bored to death
Nobody goes, nobody comes
Nothing to be done here
Time is running out
And so what If I hang myself?
At least I'd have an erection (Shall we go?)
We can't (Why not?)
We're waiting for
What If I disappear?
I'm bored to death
Nobody goes, nobody comes
I spent so many years (Disappear)
And still bored to death (I'm bored to death)
Nobody came but all is gone
Nothing to be done here
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Need to rest, build my nest
I'm compressed, do my best
Getting up, wearing my blue jeans
My routine, lunatic
You suck young blood
You suck young blood
You're my sons, the new borns
Many others, came before
Do not ask if I feel love
'cause I sit on the throne
I suck young blood
I suck your young blood
Pictures of a faded past can't bring back
All the fake moments you made in your head
And he will suck young blood
And he will suck your blood
He still will suck young blood
In the end what remains?
Just stupid scraps and some pain
Truth be told, I don't even know
I don't care, I want to feed myself
I suck young blood
You won't suck my blood
Pictures of a faded past can't bring back
All the fake moments you made in your head
And he will suck young blood
And he will suck your blood
He still will suck young blood (He still will suck young blood)
He will not suck my blood
If you are Kronos (need to rest, build my nest, on the throne)
I will never be like you
And you are going to eat
(Do not ask if I feel love, lunatic) Not me but
If you are Kronos (need to rest, build my nest, on the throne)
I will never be like you
And you are going to eat
(Do not ask if I feel love, lunatic) Not me but stones
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