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Spin The Black Circle
See this needle, see my hand
Drop, drop, dropping it down, oh so gently
Well here it comes, I touch the flame
Turn me up, won't turn you away
Spin, spin, spin the black circle
Spin, spin, spin the black, spin the black
Spin, spin, spin the black circle
Spin, spin, whoa
Pull it out, a paper sleeve
Oh, my joy, only you deserve conceit
I'm so big, a my whole world
I'd rather you, rather you than her
Spin, spin, spin the black circle
Spin, spin, spin the black, spin the black
Spin, spin, spin the black circle
Spin, spin, whoa
You're so warm, oh, little one
When I lay down, your crooked arm
Spin, spin, spin the black circle

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Not For You
Restless soul, enjoy your youth
Like Muhammad hits the truth
Can't escape from the common rule
If you hate something, don't you do it too
Small my table, sits just two
Got so crowded, I can't make room
Oh, where did they come from, stormed my room!
And you dare say it belongs to you, to you
This is not for you - (3x)
Oh, not for you, ah, you
All that's sacred comes from youth
Dedication, naive and true
With no power, nothing to do
I still remember, why don't you, don't you
This is not for you (3x)
Oh, never was for you, fuck you
This is not for you
Oh, this is not for you
This is not for you
Oh, not for you
Oh, you

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Tremor Christ
Winded is the sailor, drifting by the storm
Wounded is the organ he left all, bloodied on the shore
Gorgeous was his savior sees her, drowning in his wake
Daily taste the salt of her tears but, a chance blamed fate
Little secrets tremors, turned to quake
The smallest oceans still get, big, big waves
Ransom paid the Devil, he whispers pleasing words
Triumphant are the angels if they can, a get there first
Little secrets tremors, turned to quake
The smallest oceans still get, big, big waves
I'll decide, take the dive
Take my time, not my life
Wait for signs, believe in lies
To get by, it's divine
Oh, you know what it's like
Turns the bow back towards him, drops the line
Puts his faith and love in Tremor Christ

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Nothingman
Once divided, nothing left to subtract
Some words when spoken, can't be taken back
Walks on his own, with thoughts he can't help thinking
Future's above, but in the past he's slow and sinking
Caught a bolt 'a lightnin', cursed the day he let it go
Nothingman - (2x)
Isn't it something
Nothingman
She once believed, in every story he had to tell
One day she stiffened, took the other side
Empty stares, from each corner of a shaped prison cell
One just escapes, one's left inside the well
And he who forgets, will be destined to remember...oh...oh...oh...
Nothingman - (2x)
Isn't it something?
Nothingman
Oh, she don't want him
Oh, she won't feed him, after he's flown away
Oh, into the sun, ah, into the sun
Burn, burn
Nothingman - (2x)
Isn't it something?
Nothingman
Nothingman - (2x)
Coulda' been something
Nothingman

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Whipping
Don't need a helmet, got a hard, hard head
Don't need a raincoat, I'm already wet
Don't need a bandage, there's too much blood
After a while, seems to roll right off
They're whipping
Don't need a hand, there's always arms attached
Don't get behind, I can't fall back
Why must we trust all these rusted rails?
They don't want no change, we already have
They're whipping
Don't mean to push, but I'm being shoved!
Ohh, I'm just like you, think we've had enough
I can't believe a thing they want us too...
Oh, we all got scars, they should have 'em too
They're whipping - (8x)

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Pry, To
P-r-i-v-a-c-y, it drives us mad - (4x)
P-r-i-v-a-c-y - (4x)

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Corduroy
The waiting drove me mad, you're finally here and I'm a mess
I take your riches back, can't let you roam inside my head
I don't want to take what you can give
I would rather starve than eat your bread
I would rather run but I can't walk
Guess I'll lie alone just like before
I'll take the varmints back, and I must refuse your test
Push me and I will resist, this behavior's not unique
I don't want to hear from those who know
They can buy, but can't put on my clothes
I don't want to limp for them to walk
Never would have known of me before
I don't want to be held in your debt
I'll pay it off in blood then I'll be wed
I'm already cut off and I'm dead
I'll end up alone like I began
Everything has chains, absolutely nothing's changed
Take my hand, not my picture, spilled my teacher
I don't want to take what you can give
I would rather starve than eat your breast
All the things that others want for me
Can't buy what I want because it's free - (2x)
Can't be what you want because I'm...
I ain't supposed to be just fun
Oh, to live and die, let it be done
I figure I'll be damned, all alone like I began

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Bugs
I got bugs
I got bugs in my room
Bugs in my bed
Bugs in my ears
Their eggs in my head
Bugs in my pockets
Bugs in my shoes
Bugs in the way I feel about you
Bugs on my window
Trying to get in
They don't go nowhere
Waiting, waiting
Bugs on my ceiling
Crowded the floor
Standing, sitting, kneeling
A few block the door
And now the question is
Do I kill them?
Become their friend?
Do I eat them?
Raw or well done?
Do I trick them?
I don't think they're dumb
Do I join them?
Looks like that's the one
I got bugs on my skin
Tickle my nausea
I let it happen again
They're always takin' over
I see they surround me, I see
See them deciding my fate
Oh, that which was once...was once up to me
Now it's too late
I got bugs in my room, one on one
That's when I had a chance
I'll just stop now
I'll become naked
And let the, all become one

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Satan's Bed
It's not all been said, been said and done
I've never slept in Satan's bed
Although I must admit, still visits my place
Uninvited, as you know, he don't wait
Funny how he always seems to fit in
Funny how I always want to give in
Sundays, Fridays, Tuesdays, Thursday, the same
Sometimes the special guest, he don't like to leave
Already in love - (3x)
Already
Who made, who made up, made up the myth
That we were born to be covered in bliss?
Who set the standard, born to be rich?
Such fine examples, skinny little bitch
Model, role model, roll some models in blood
Get some flesh to stick, so they look like us
I shit and I stink, I'm real, join the club
I'd stop and talk, but I'm already in love
Already in love - (3x)
Already
Never shook Satan's hand, look see for yourself
You'd know it if I had, that shit don't come off
I'll rise and fall, let me take credit for both
Jump off a cliff, don't need your help so back off
I'll never suck Satan's dick
Again, you'd see it, you know, right round the lips
I'll wait for an angel, but I won't hold my breath
Imagine they're busy, think I'm doing okay
Already in love - (6x)
Already

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Better Man
Waitin', watchin' the clock, it's four o'clock, it's got to stop
Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech
As he opens the door, she rolls over
Pretends to sleep as he looks her over
She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man
Can't find a better man - (2x)
Ohh...
Talkin' to herself, there's no one else who needs to know
She tells herself, oh..
Memories back when she was bold and strong
And waiting for the world to come along
Swears she knew it, now she swears he's gone
She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man
She lies and says she still loves him, can't find a better man
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man
Can't find a better man - (2x)
She loved him, she don't want to leave this way
She feeds him, that's why she'll be back again
Can't find a better man - (3x)
Can't find a better...man...

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Aye Davanita
{Instrumental}

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Immortality
Vacate is the word, vengeance has no place on me or her
Cannot find the comfort in this world
Artificial tear, vessel stabbed, next up, volunteers
Vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere
A truant finds home, and I wish to hold on
But there's a trapdoor in the sun, immortality
As privileged as a whore, victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Holier than thou, how?
Surrendered, executed anyhow
Scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor
A truant finds home, and I wish to hold on to
But saw the trapdoor in the sun
Immortality
I cannot stop the thought, I'm running in the dark
Coming up a which way sign, all good truants must decide
Oh, stripped and sold, mom, auctioned forearm
And whiskers in the sink
Truants move on, cannot stay long
Some die just to live

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Stupid Mop
{Who Knows?!}
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