1. |
Fear Yourself
04:07
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You can buy anything you want your heart's black
You don't care for nothing and you never look back
Dreaming about someone elses's life it can't last
Cause you ain't June Carter and I'm not Johnny Cash
And I can't see anything that I want
No I can't see anything that I want
I saw you taking pictures down in the hall
You didn't look like nothing at all
But they say you found the holy grail
underneath your black chewed down fingernails
And you didnt have nothing to say
You never stop talking anyway
Afraid you'll be so yesterday
cause you heard that they're giving that style away
well you belong to the dead generation
we're all living in a zombie nation
Fear yourself
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2. |
Cold Heart Twist
03:52
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Cold Heart twisted spine it's all mine
give me back my health
cold heart twisted spine alright
I don't care about nobody else
I dug a hole now you're slipping inside
I've dragged it out too long this time to make it work with you
You can tell just by the way we sleep that we are through
Your body's got no secrets left for you to tell
cold heart and twisted spine can't care for no one else
i dug a hole now you're slipping inside alright.
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3. |
Funeral Home Blues
02:46
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My poor brain sure is cooked
My poor brain sure is fried
just like the night that my baby lied
My poor brain sure is fried
I broke her heart then she broke mine
and left her footprints all down my spine
another morning at the funeral home
nobody picking up the telephone
my eyes are bloodshot and heavy as lead
it's got me feeling like the walking dead
cold sweeping right into my bones
no conversation though I'm never alone
My poor brain sure is cooked
My poor brain sure is broke
I grabbed her neck and she began to choke
My poor brain sure is broke
Murdering my baby like it ain;t no joke
I'm gonna squeeze until I hear that croak
Someone behind me now with every step
sucking the smoke out of my cigarette
waiting for me to show and pay my debts
i'm breaking out in a cold cold sweat
i don;t forgive and i never forget
they ain't found a better way to kill me yet
My poor brain sure is cooked
My poor brain sure is fried
Just like the night that my baby died
My poor brain sure is fried
I broke her heart then she broke mine
and left her footprints all down my spine
she left her footprints all down my spine
she left her footprints all down my spine
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4. |
Bug Eyed Boy
04:46
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I was born in a crash with my mouth undone
so bitter with my tongue tied round the sun
i was born and the storm didn't stop for weeks
since then i've been chewing my rusted teeth
well maybe i'm the one to blame
for making me what i became
maybe i'm the one to blame
for tarring me with my own name
well im the bug eyed boy
yes i'm the bug eyed boy
what can you do when you're drowned in modern junk
the colours all being drained just take a look
the radio and the teevee moves too quick
and all you hipster fashionistas make me sick
but maybe i'm the one to blame
for making me what i became
maybe i'm the one to blame
for tarring me with my own name
well im the bug eyed boy
yes i'm the bug eyed boy
did you ever hear a word those people said
repeat the phrase like you're one of the living dead
stealing this stealing that till there's no more fun
so out of style now you're out there on your own
well maybe i'm the one to blame
for making me what i became
maybe i'm the one to blame
for tarring me with my own name
well i'm the bug eyed boy
yes i'm the bug eyed boy
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5. |
Oh Burning World
03:59
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Oh burning world bring me a girl
with fire in her hair and broken memory
for i am returning to ground
from oceans afar where i drown'd
in all the voices i found
rusted horns of revelie
and there ain;t much today
to make me want to stay
and it might sound strange
but it's true
oh burning world bring me a pearl
with broken wings to unfurl
and fire in her hands
for i am returning to sea
to disappear as in dream
forever asleep and unseen
washed up gently on the sand
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6. |
White Trash
01:57
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"America loves white trash jailbait"
i heard Andre telling my cocaine cellmate
Would you like to star in our next home movie?
Or disgrace yourself on national TV
For insect parasites in the companies
Junkies feeding off your vitality
America loves white trash jailbait
I'm only living now just to abuse your namesake
they'll suck you dry and then dissect you
and your mass exposure can't protect you
From insect parasites in the companies
Junkies feeding off your vitality
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7. |
Days Like These
06:10
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Everything still looks the same
its a liars club
put your hand in my hand
but it's all in vain
and it's sometimes hard to say
looking in from the cold
with this taste in my mouth that i can't explain
its days like these you know you're done
the sun won't rise for anyone
so it get's into my brain
it's the way she looks and the things she says
when she's got no shame
maybe i should start again
keep my daggers drawn
force a smile through my teeth
but it's not the same
its days like these you know you're done
the sun won't rise for anyone
something for the haunted few
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8. |
Gonna See My Baby
03:16
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Asleep beneath the floorboards no i ain't no family man
I crawled all the way home to a burned out rusty can
i can't keep my food down since my woman went insane
it's a lack of food or sleep or beetles in the brain
but i'm a see my baby she gonna make it alright
i'm gonna see my baby she's out of sight
She's got a walk real loose at the hips
kill you with the way she stands
the top button barely stay on her shirt
she's got it all in the right place man
I disconnect my telephone to the tv do the same
don;t you know we're all going blind and you don;t wanna know my name
but i'm a see my baby she gonna make it alright
i'm gonna see my baby she's out of sight
When she got the high heels on everybody stop and stare
nobody knows what to do with themselves
she give you a look that sets fire to your hair
my baby she gonna make it alright
i'm gonna see my baby she's out of sight
i got a hole in belly like my throat got cut and insects in my brain
I need somethng for the hex removal
i need something for the burning pain
my baby she gonna make it alright
i'm gonna see my baby she's out of sight
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9. |
Hiding From The Sun
02:50
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Keep wide wake pushing sleep away
lights leaving all my senses frayed
vampires are dancing the bloody spray
so get on your kness and pray for a getaway
skin's burning up like the Devil's son
our fractured heartbeats weigh a ton
those past mistakes can't be undone
we've got no love for anything or anyone
sucking up blood
drinking from necks for fun
hiding from the sun
dead sounds surround
come on
come on
dead mind and black eyes your limbs are bent
i'd break your heart just to pay the rent
feeding on young girls is heaven sent
there's noone to trust and noone you don't resent
skin's burning up like the Devil's son
our fractured heartbeats weigh a ton
those past mistakes can't be undone
we've got no loving for anything or anyone
sucking up blood
drinking from necks for fun
hiding from the sun
dead sounds surround
come on
come on
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10. |
Fire In Heart Goes Out
04:55
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she said "I'm tired of the rain
just want to smoke and drink
this being out on the scene it ain't as cool as you think"
so burn cigarette burn
if that's the only way you'll learn
but you know it sucks your soul down into the ash
Well I cursed your fucked up little heart
even though i truly loved you from the start
so turn tables turn
if that's the only way you'll learn
though you know
a scratched record never reaches the end
it never reaches the end
You've got a habit of turning my green eyes black
but now your boy is gone and he's never coming back
so burn cigarette burn
if that's the only way you'll learn
though you know all you can really do
is laugh
all you can do is laugh
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Kreeps Seattle, Washington
While Dazed and Confused described Kreeps as "the best of the dressed in black bunch", Loud and Quiet magazine hailed Kreeps' doomed surf pop as "the best soundtrack to a Pulp Fiction that was never made or David Lynch's next feature". A real best-kept secret for longer than most bands sustain entire careers, Kreeps are an enigma wrapped up in a ball of dark, dark wool. ... more
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