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Ghouls!Ghouls!Ghouls!
03:11
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I've been thinkin bout Ghouls!Ghouls!Ghouls!
and I'm ready (ready GO!)
sucking marrow from my bones I'mma (Hey! Hey! Hey!)
and my hands have rusted over
and now all I hear is drone
I'm a child of the sunn and I'm PALE
my whole body's coated in a fuzz of tv static
my thoughts are white noise, greased up like it's god damn hydromatic
my words slip through the cracks
and fall right on my back
peel my skin away and underneath I'm grey
Lookin, lookin, lookin, lookin DEAD!
They're out for blood and they're gonna gonna get it now
Runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin SCARED!
The devil's real and he knows my name
Headshrinkers all bloated,
Red and wrinkled, bulbous
Well now...
I've been thinkin bout Ghouls!Ghouls!Ghouls!
and I'm ready (ready GO!)
sucking marrow from my bones I'mma (Hey! Hey! Hey!)
and my hands have rusted over
and now all I hear is drone
I'm a child of the sunn and I'm PALE
my whole body's coated in a fuzz of tv static
my thoughts are white noise, greased up like it's god damn hydromatic
my words slip through the cracks
and fall right on my back
peel my skin away and underneath I'm grey
Lookin, lookin, lookin, lookin DEAD!
They're out for blood and they're gonna gonna get it now
Runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin SCARED!
The devil's real and he knows my name
Headshrinkers all bloated,
Red and wrinkled, bulbous
Well now...
I've been thinkin bout Ghouls!Ghouls!Ghouls!
and I'm ready (ready GO!)
sucking marrow from my bones I'mma (Hey! Hey! Hey!)
and my hands have rusted over
and now all I hear is drone
I'm a child of the sunn and I'm PALE
my whole body's coated in a fuzz of tv static
my thoughts are white noise, greased up like it's god damn hydromatic
my words slip through the cracks
and fall right on my back
peel my skin away and underneath I'm grey
(x2)
GHOULS!
GHOULS!
GHOULS!
GHOULS!
GHOULS!
GHOULS!
GHOULS!
GHOULS!
GHOULS!
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Little Death Nowhere
03:30
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I'm somniferous, but alive,
that's the most I could ask for
I've been withering under the light,
You're a sight for my sore eyes
(What you get is what you give)
But all I ever give is my spine
(I am everything and more)
Don't you know? Oh wah oh, oh wah oh
(Take it with a pinch of salt)
That everything I say is a lie
(All you know is what you say)
Say okay, say okay, say okay
Now I know what you've been saying
I'll take the blame like you asked for
I can taste you on my tongue
I know what you want and more
(What you get is what you give)
But all I ever give is my spine
(I am everything and more)
Don't you know? Oh wah oh, oh wah oh
(Take it with a pinch of salt)
That everything I say is a lie
(All you know is what you say)
Say okay, say okay, say okay
And this is what you do, you tear yourself into two
And this is what you say: "I take things day by day"
Well...
(What you get is what you give)
But all I ever give is my spine
(I am everything and more)
Don't you know? Oh wah oh, oh wah oh
(Take it with a pinch of salt)
That everything I say is a lie
(All you know is what you say)
Say okay and we're one and the same
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3. |
Acid Rain
02:16
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Stalks sprouting from the broken soil,
Bitter and cringing at the sight,
Filled every crevice of every frequency
With screeching, burrowed deep-in parasites
Tendons escaping from my arms now,
Slithered and wrapped around the signs,
Pulsating violently with every breath you take, stinging red,
And now I'm sweating out my eyes
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4. |
Bone House
05:27
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In the Bone House
Where the cannibals live
oooh
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Osmosis Kid
01:34
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I disintegrate to dust
Monitors will glow and combust
I'm pixelated and
Glistening under the sand
Tiny specks of compression
My thoughts contorted into obsession
Please, call me Osmosis Kid
Please, call me Osmosis Kid
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6. |
Skull Rust
05:09
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Replace my lungs
With hair and mould
Then open me
All wet and cold
But you... you... know
I don't know
Just where I've been
Of neon glow
And stuttering
But I... I...
Anytime you are
You can find yourself a gun
Anytime you are
Stringing out but feeling fun
Anytime you are
You can find yourself a gun
Anytime you are
I emerge
From chrysalis
Blinking and
Collapsing
To see... see
Anytime you are
You can find yourself a gun
Anytime you are
Stringing out but feeling fun
Anytime you are
You can find yourself a gun
Anytime you are
Anytime you are
You can find yourself a gun
Anytime you are
Stringing out but feeling fun
Anytime you are
You can find yourself a gun
Anytime you are
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7. |
Headwaste
01:58
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BASS
I'm becoming the Dogman
You are trying so god damn
Hard to be interesting
Big Fun and keeping them guessing
I'm becoming the Hogman
Hanging out with my frogs and
Mutating and convulsing
We all know what you been thinkin
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Rip A Hole In The Sun
02:25
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God Damn!
You got me by the throat,
Lifting me off the ground,
My legs were flailing but I've given up
And you're not putting me down
I am the only one
With scales and cold blood
I have been plucking mountains from the earth and using them as toothpicks
God damn, bleach the sky, rip a hole in the sun
While I'll be running away, away
Come on man, be like that, you never have any fun
I'll be lookin away, away
HE SAID "BOY!"
WHAT?
HAVE YOU EVER WANTED TO DIE
YOUR EYES RESTING IN THEIR SOCKETS
TAKE YOUR AIM READY TO COCK IT
YOU GOTTA GET YOURSELF OUTTA SECLUSION
I CAN'T TELL WHETHER YOU'RE LYING
OR JUST FUCKIN DELUSIONAL
RUN AWAY FROM HOME
DIE YOUR HAIR BLEACH BLONDE
I NEED ANOTHER REASON TO GET ME A SLICK COMB
TAKING POT SHOTS SENSELESSLY
THE DENSITY OF WHICH IS LIKE A FUCKING DYING SUN
God damn, bleach the sky, rip a hole in the sun
While I'll be running away, away
Come on man, be like that, you never have any fun
I'll be lookin away, away
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9. |
Black Summer
03:12
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I thought I heard you singing
Making us breakfast, drinking
I get my water from the sky
Feeling less like I'm living
More like I'm passing through
I guess so but, strictly speaking, I'm done
I got teeth falling down my throat
Ahhhh Ahhh
Living in a black summer
Ahhhh Ahhh
Living in a black summer
Ahhhh Ahhh
Living in a black summer
Playing at making things
Who ever gave us this?
We have no idea what we're doing
I sure as hell ain't vibing
There's a petty part of me
Somebody tell my when to stop
I got teeth falling down my throat
Ahhhh Ahhh
Living in a black summer
Ahhhh Ahhh
Living in a black summer
Ahhhh Ahhh
Living in a black summer
Black Summer
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10. |
Rat Boy
03:13
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I'm getting out
By the yellowing skin of my teeth
You can twist and shout
I will bellow and I will screech
An enormous grinning mouth swallowed me
Now I wallow in acid
I'm not selling sorrow
Or sob stories to swallow
While I'm drowning in this vat of grease
Nevermind, I'm just sour
I'm getting out
By the yellowing skin of my teeth
You can twist and shout
I will bellow and I will screech
I've been crawling through the mud
Saying sorry for the things I ain't done
You gave me a skull ring
Now everything I do
Is geared towards dancing (in) obsidian
Nevermind, I'm just sour
I'm getting out
By the yellowing skin of my teeth
You can twist and shout
I will bellow and I will screech
I'm getting out
I will bellow and I will screech
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Remember the smoke stained smell of your car
Rolling a fag up, driving along
We're going to Camber Sands again
Remember the beach where we spent all our time
I'd play in the sea, you'd keep a watchful eye
Remember the sound of the arcade
Maybe you seen me, maybe you don't
Maybe you'll hear this, maybe you won't
Maybe you see me, maybe you don't
I turned six in that caravan
Probably the best birthday I've ever had
You bought me zelda...
Maybe you seen me, maybe you don't
Maybe you'll hear this, maybe you won't
Maybe you see me, maybe you don't
Toward the end I wish I'd spent more time
With you but I never figured you'd die
You always bounced back
Maybe you seen me, maybe you don't
Maybe you'll hear this, maybe you won't
Maybe you see me, maybe you don't
I never have believed in a god
But I tried for a while after you were gone
It didn't do anything for me
If we were ever to meet up again
I know for certain that it would be there
at the beach you took me as a child
Maybe you seen me, maybe you don't
Maybe you'll hear this, maybe you won't
Maybe you see me, maybe you don't
At the ghost beach I will find you
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