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Caught Up
00:58
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There’s no land in sight, you are lost
Let’s go where the big guys play, but I don’t wanna go that way
There’s no land in sight, you are lost
Life ain’t no fucking playground,
Those kids don’t beat you up for fun
What else did you expect from this place, you’ve been caught up.
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Dirty Hands
02:15
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I can't complain about the voice in my head,
It keeps me safe at the moments when I feel no regret
But I’m too sick, too tired to keep up with the time,
I wish I never touched myself with that dirty hand.
And why shouldn’t I piss on myself, before somebody else does it. I just wanna...
Grand me, grand me, this pleasure before I
I’m standing on the edge, I’m standing on the edge, I wish I never touched myself with that dirty hand.
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Suit
02:11
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Little Tommy wants to dance around
And he does like his vegetables no more.
So instead he buys himself a nice black suit.
Only to make his mother proud.
Whos gonna fight these monsters, here in your head
When you wanna embrace them as if they are old friends
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Running Circles
02:23
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Trying to erase my mind after all the lies they’ve told,
I’d rather love to shoot myself than keep that tune inside my head.
Throwing bricks against your face, so I’m sure you can feel at all.
Burning bridges, sinking ships so I can leave this mess out of my fucking life.
Running circles, I’ve seen this place before
It’s getting dark
Laughing people staring through my window
They’re already dead inside
Running circles I’ve seen this place before
It’s already dark
Smiling people outside my window
they're already dead inside
How the hell did I end up in here
Take me out of this town
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Ain't Coming Home
01:10
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I aint coming home to night
I wanna feel the scars left on your skin
I wanna feel the cold in the shade.
I wanna embrace every little piece of anger you feel for me, my fear just turned into hate
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