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Odyne
04:57
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I will devour what makes you happy,
Don’t try to decipher the visions I see,
Do you want to suffer baby?
Take my hand and you will see.
Look into my eyes, I’ll make you cry,
Look into my eyes, I’ll make you cry,
Odyne,
Look into my eyes, I’ll make you cry,
Look into my eyes, I’ll make you.
Pins and needles,
Hair standing up from your body,
Muscle spasms,
Now your vision is blurry,
I am the goddess of pain,
How much more can you sustain?
Look into my eyes, I’ll make you cry,
Look into my eyes, I’ll make you cry,
Odyne,
Look into my eyes, I’ll make you cry,
Look into my eyes, I’ll make you.
Let me inflict what I feel inside,
I’ve done my time,
Now I’m next in line,
Everyone I choose to ignore,
But I just want to be adored.
Look into my eyes, I’ll make you cry,
Look into my eyes, I’ll make you cry,
Odyne,
Look into my eyes, I’ll make you cry,
Look into my eyes, I’ll make you cry.
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Deny
03:25
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I don’t,
I don’t,
Want to fall in love.
Not having to answer to anyone else,
Not having to rely on anyone else,
You have yourself.
Benefits of not feeling love,
Benefits of not feeling love,
Never settle, put yourself above.
Benefits of not feeling love.
You can talk to and fuck whoever you decide to,
You can dress and act however you decide to,
You control you.
Benefits of not feeling love,
Benefits of not feeling love,
Never settle, put yourself above.
Benefits of not feeling love.
Fragile hearts grow callus in time,
And time does not heal wounds.
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3. |
False Color
03:33
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Your radio emission was red as a beet,
Now this color just ignites my red ruddy cheeks,
Cracked an egg and rubbed it all over my ego’s face,
I won the race but only to end up in second place.
Waiting games certainly are not my forte,
Time frame is uncertain and no promises were made,
The mind can be a burden when you’ve got so much to say,
Come back this way,
Come back this way.
Our story was put on pause but maybe someday,
We can resume our story and press play,
And finally begin what never started,
But two people need to be departed.
So I wait idly by,
Promise you’ll save me a piece of the pie?
Oh, promise you’ll save me a piece of the pie,
Piece of the pie,
Piece of the pie,
Piece of the.
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4. |
Battery Tongue
04:38
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Knowing the outcome I still proceed,
My heart refuses to believe,
What my brain is telling me.
Battery, Battery,
Battery Tongue,
Battery, Battery,
Battery Tongue,
Battery, Battery,
Battery Tongue,
Battery, Battery,
Battery Tongue.
A dull life is no fun,
Stare straight into the sun,
Russian roulette with a loaded gun,
Bang, Bang.
Battery, Battery,
Battery Tongue,
Battery, Battery,
Battery Tongue,
Battery, Battery,
Battery Tongue,
Battery, Battery,
Battery Tongue.
Peel the scab until it bleeds,
Collect the blood into a cup,
Pour some bleach,
Now drink up.
Now drink up.
Battery, Battery,
Battery Tongue,
Battery, Battery,
Battery Tongue,
Battery, Battery,
Battery Tongue,
Battery, Battery,
Battery Tongue.
Kissing a battery,
Kissing a battery,
Kissing a battery,
Kissing a battery,
It’s like kissing a battery with my tongue.
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