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Doctor Destructors
02:03
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Enshroud
And the pope is smokin
She's down
With a flag around her neck
Spin a lie out of time and history yeah
I don't know what you're for, but it's not life
Say a long line and rinse it clean yeah
It's not her life, so you can just decide
Been a long time but it's supposed to be
Broken
Earthbound
And the ground is open
She's down
Anti-life equation in effect
Spin round the wheels of misery yeah
If it's not your kind then it's not real life
Been a long time and it's meant to be yeah
A guiding hand that takes away her right
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Straight to the Biscuits
02:12
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Well my grandfather's in the ground but I'm not any smarter
Two years and 40 gallons and now I know
The view's not any clearer from heaven hill
And health and aspirations melt like snow
You can't go to the funeral smellin like liquor
You can't take those spirits along for the ride
I'd drink away my problems
But they're just gettin bigger
Whiskey, i'm sorry but i tried
There's a vampire in the hall and my blood gets thinner
Two punctures, a smile, a ghastly glow
Blood's not any thicker on the mortal coil
Don't turn off the lights, but keep them low
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Kurf's Up
03:09
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One of these days i'm gonna burn my haze out
One of these days i'm gonna set my liver free
One of these days i'll forget my name
One of these days i'll change my name to beer wolf
Wad up common sense and throw it away
As long as there's a gutter I'll have a place to stay
That Smirnoff 100 proof
Always shoots me through the roof
To a place i'll just forget about
It always knocks me out
One of these days we're gonna wear our names out
One of these days we're gonna switch to bath salts
One of these days we'll fight the wrong bro
One of these days we'll live out a mean jeans song
Our ancestors are spinning in their graves
If expectations kill then disappointment saves
That smirnoff 100 proof
Always shoots me through the roof
To a place i'll just forget about
It always knocks me out
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Smokin' it to the Bird
03:02
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I don't know if you know that i know the things
You say to me
Ike I looked in the mirror
I'm a fancy little man
You don't know always
And we don't know that you're sober
Wager cash against progress
While you can
I wanna roll around in decadence too
Shake my red iron fist around
I don't need a reminder
I'm all caught up on you
Tent cities i guess
Are just what you do
I don't know about the heads in row on your wall
Dead eyes sparkle, fade and say it's over
I don't know if you know that i know the things
You say to me
Step behind the line and say you don't know
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It's a psychic web they're spinning
The creature's veins are glowing green
Clawing roads to mexico
Harvesting technology
Drones for the drone god
Bombs for the bomb god
Brittle bones snap and decompose in the aftershock
No one misses what no one knows is lost
Entitled to a ribcage prison
Brains are smothered by debris
The beast spreads spores and then it goes
To plant its eyes as vulgar seeds
Sanitizing land across the sea
Whittle down the earth until it's flat
Mutating some perverse immunity
Whitewash everything until it's black
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Cozy Uptown Duck Palace
03:20
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