1. |
Jackpot
03:05
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Jackpot win big today
Don't listen to what they say
Come here and throw your life away
Come here and have a good day
We have everything you need
Those nice seats and
Those pretty screens
Jackpot win big today
Don't listen to what they say
Pull me, land at 7
Spin me 77
Wait, don't regret
Make, another bet
Jackpot win big today
Don't listen to what they say
Come here and throw it away
Come here and have a good day
We have everything you need
Those nice seats and
Those pretty screens
Jackpot win big today
Don't listen to what they say
Pull me
Spin me
Wait, don't regret
Make, another bet
Pull
Spin
Wait
Make
Pull me and pull me and pull me again
Give me your cash and i'll be your friend
Pull me and pull me and pull me again
Give me your cash and i'll be your friend
Jackpot win big today
Don't listen to what they say
Come here and throw it all away
Come here and throw your life away
Pull me, land at 7
Spin me 77
Wait, don't regret
Make, another bet
Pull
Spin
Wait
Make
So pull me and pull me and pull me again
Give me your cash and i'll be your friend
Why don't you spin me and spin me
And spin me again
Give me your cash
And i'll be your friend
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2. |
Why Should I?
01:45
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Talk talk talk
Get away
Don't want shit today
Don't want
A better way
Get away
Why
Hide
Why
Hide
Why, go out of my way
To, hear you complain
Why, am I gonna stay here
If nothings gonna change
Talk talk talk
Get away
Don't want shit today
Don't want
A better way
Get away
Shut
The
Fuck
Up
Why, go out of my way
To, hear you complain
Why, am I gonna stay here
If nothings gonna change
Why
Why should I
Stay here
When I could Come
And I can go
Why
Why should I
Stay here
I'm free to come
I'm free to go
Why, go out of my way
To, hear you complain
Why, am I gonna stay here
If nothings just ever gonna change
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3. |
Big Sister
00:57
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Big sister
With your brand new shoes
Sleek shiny leather
Polished through
Big sister
With your Doc Marten boots
Shiny Leather
Polished through
My shoes are dirty
They stink of piss and shit
They remind me of who I am
And where the fuck I come from
Big sister
With you brand new shoes
Shiny leather
Polished through
Big sister
With your Doc Marten boots
Shiny leather
Polished through
My Shoes are dirty
They stink of piss and shit
They remind me of who I am
And where the fuck I come from
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4. |
Rats
01:44
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Rats
Rats
Rats
Rats
You're so fucking full of shit
You're full of it
Never cared about the means
Nor what's clean
Rats
Rats
Rats
Rats
You're so fucking full of shit
You're full
Never cared about the means
Nor what's clean
Fucking rats
Fucking rats
Fucking rats
Fucking rats
Rats
Rats
Rats
Rats
Rats
Rats
Rats
Rats
You're so fucking full of shit
You're full
Never cared about the means
Nor what's clean
Fucking rats
Fucking rats
Fucking rats
Rats
Rats
Rats
Rats nest
Rats
Rats
Rats
Rats nest
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5. |
One and Only
01:55
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I love you girl
I love you so much
You're my one and only, oh yeah
You're my girl my girl my girl
Oh yeah, my one and only
My one and only
Come into my life to fuck with my mind
Come into my life to fuck with my mind
Keep in mind that you fooled me
When I die my body will reek
Nothing for you to keep
You are and always will be what you seem
Come into my life to fuck with my mind
Come into my life to fuck with my mind
Keep in mind that you fooled me
When I die my body will reek
Nothing for you to keep
You are and always will be what you seem
Stay, stay, stay, stay
Keep in mind that you fooled me
When I die my body will reek
Nothing for you to keep
You are and always will be what you seem
I love you girl, my one and only
My girl my girl my girl my girl my girl
My one and only
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6. |
Tight by Tonight
01:14
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7. |
Without a Head
00:59
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I am the man without a head
Locals will swear that I'm dead
These are wounds that will never mend
Filled with thoughts that twist and bend
You don't know what it's like
To have your head on a pike
I am the man that was raised straight
Body taken now I wait
Sick of people who can't relate
Sick of feelings I can't shake
I am the man that was raised straight
Body taken now I wait
Sick of people who can't relate
Sick of feelings I can't shake
You don't know what it's like
To have your head on a pike
The blood, begin to drain
You will cease to feel no pain
Feel pain, feel pain
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8. |
Liar!
01:38
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Liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar
Liar, liar, liar
Keep me guessing with your blessings
Why lie
Keep me guessing with your blessings
Why lie
Liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar
Liar, liar, liar
Keep me guessing with your blessings
Why lie
Keep me guessing with your blessings
Why lie
Liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar
Liar, liar, liar
Keep me a-guessing
With your blessings
Keep me a-guessing
With your blessings
Liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar
Liar, liar, liar, LIAR
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9. |
The Circus
05:14
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Let me be your clown
And you can disguise my frown
Through the strain on my back
And the sweat on my brow
You have too much to say
But I shouldn't make a sound
And when I bore you
You can bury me
For the circus must go on
Oh this predicament it just isn't fair
Tough shit
For the circus must go on
I am yours to parade
Choke on it
Let me be your clown
And you can disguise my frown
Through the strain on my back
And the sweat on my brow
You have too much to say
But I shouldn't make a sound
And when I bore you
You can bury me
For circus must go on
Oh this predicament it just isn't fair
Tough shit
For the circus must go on
I am yours to parade
Why don't you choke on it
Ladies and gentlemen
Buy your tickets to the show
You can watch
These fucking animals dance
And the clowns
And their stupid gestures
Will make you laugh
But buy now
Or forever miss you chance
Let me be your clown
And you can disguise my frown
Through the strain on my back
And the sweat on my brow
You have too much to say
But I shouldn't make a sound
And when I bore you
You can bury me
For the circus it must go on
Oh this predicament it just isn't fair
Tough shit
For the circus must go on
I am yours to parade
Why don't you choke on it
Ladies and gentlemen
Buy your tickets to the show
You can watch these
Fucking animals dance
And the clowns
And their fucking gestures
Will make you laugh
Buy now or forever
Miss your chance
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10. |
Horns of a Child
03:15
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Father is dead he can help me no more
Closed all of his doors said I am too poor
Threw me to the floor
Said I'm to be to be ignored
Shook me to my core I can't take this no more
Father is dead he can help me no more
Closed all of his doors said I am too poor
Threw me to the floor
Said I'm to be to be ignored
Shook me to my core I can't take this
Father is dead he can help me no more
Closed all of his doors said I am too poor
Take, Away
Make, Better
Father is dead he can help me no more
Closed all of his doors said I am too poor
Threw me to the floor
Said I'm to be to be ignored
Shook me to my core I can't take this
Father is dead he can help me no more
Closed all of his doors said I am too poor
Take, Away
Make, Better
This contrast is necessary for things to exist
Father is dead he can help me no more
Closed all of his doors said I am too poor
Threw me to the floor
Said I'm to be to be ignored
Shook me to my core I can't take this
Father is dead he can help me no more
Closed all of his doors said I am too poor
Threw me to the floor
Said I'm to be to be ignored
Shook me to my core I can't take this no more
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11. |
Voicemail
03:30
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