1. |
People In Glass Houses
03:16
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Burn burn burn
To the ground
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2. |
White Wedding
02:14
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Let me out
I see you, bored and lifeless
Put your head down, ignore the trouble
It’s comfortable and warm in the bubble
Ignore the doubt
You watch them scream through scornful eyes,
Jealous are ya? Keep consuming the lies
So your lifes tied up now, in a neat little bow
That’s what you always wanted right?
But you’ve missed out on the mud and the blood and beer
Don’t know what you think it is you’re waiting for,
Don’t know what you think you’re waiting for…
I hear you lie down on the kitchen floor from time to time, just to feel something
So I may have fucked up
I may be wrong
My life is mostly mistakes now, and bruises and songs
But the kitchen floor is there for me when the room starts spinning
When I’m filled to the brim with booze and sinning
Don’t know what it is you’re waiting for
Don’t know what you think it is you’re waiting for
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3. |
Sick
02:40
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You tell me I’m inferior, you tell me that i'm weak
You say that I’m irrelevant, think I’m incomplete
I’m sick
Sick
I’m tired of being your bitch
I’m tired of being your whore
I’m tired of waking up another morning on the floor
I’m sick
Sick
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4. |
Enough
02:19
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I'm sick of the daydreams of the way I used to live,
Don't want to be that anymore, I've got too much to give.
Time to to accept that nothing will ever be the same,
As fucking myself
In the main vein.
The pleasure and the pain,
Everything's better without the highs, the lows.
I just want to sit back and let reality flow.
I've had enough of fucking myself,
In the main vein.
I've had enough.
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5. |
S.F.B.
03:21
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I told you not to like me, what have you gone and done
I don’t want to hurt you but you’re making it so hard
Why won’t you hate me
Why wont you hate me like I do
You don’t know me, you don’t know anything
You don’t know me,
you don’t know anything about me
Silly, silly boy
Stupid fuck boy
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6. |
Pills
02:05
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They fill your head with expectation of which you’ll never fill
And when you feel defeated they’ll have the perfect pill
This one takes away the sadness
This one eases the pain
These will make it easier
But what they wanna do is make you dumb and keep you numb
To whats really going on
They’ll take all your money and lie to your face
Tell you you’re the one who’s insane
They fill your head with expectation of which you’ll never fill
And when you feel defeated they’ll have the perfect pill
The perfect pill
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7. |
Idiot
01:48
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The air will always be too filled with something
Your body so sore, so tired
Your father is too drunk, your wife’s too cold
You’ll always have some excuse not to live your life
Idiot - turn your life into something to sell
Even though you say there’s nothing wrong, you’re always right
Even when you say you’re wrong, you’re right
Right about being wrong, right about being wrong
Idiot - turn your life into something to sell
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8. |
Narcomaniac
02:11
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Don’t wanna wake up or get outta bed
I’d rather stay here and get fucked instead
Unreliable
Suicidal
You only think of yourself
Narcomaniac
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9. |
Moregasm
07:16
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Greed seeps from your mouth
I can feel your disdain for their brains
Keep them quiet
Keep them dumb
Keep them quiet and keep them dumb
Grasping at the crumbs that fall
From the banquet of the powerful
Greed
Fucking greed
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10. |
I Can't Stop Queefing
00:06
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I can't stop queefing
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11. |
St. Cunt
02:51
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The booze slowly makes its way through my brain
Next week she says but I cant see that far ahead
So here we are again
Sat in the rain tryna make sense of my own disdain
For life
For you
For everything and nothing you turned this into
And so you sit with obedience
No resistance and no screams
No screams
Don’t scream
No screams
Don’t scream
Ahhhhh
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12. |
Antipeople
02:46
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Does time beat truly in this broken down
old clock of a world to which I’m bound
madness is no less conceited than reason
so put me in my place I’m anti people
What you can’t chew is precisely what I’ll bite
what you hate is what’s making me survive
the sky looks nothing more than sick to me tonight
the sky looks nothing more than sick it wants to die
Anti
People
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POISONOUS CUNT London, UK
XPXCX
London 'Ardcore Punk
Guitar - Harri
Drums - Aleksya
Guitar - Keef
Vox - Amandine
Bass - Tali
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