My Own Summer (Shove It)

Hey you, big star
Tell me, when it's over

Hey you, big mood
Guide me, to shelter
'Cause I'm through
When the two
Hits the six
And It's summer (cloud)

COME - shove it, shove it, shove it
SHOVE - shove it, shove it, shove it
THE SUN - shove it, shove it, shove it
ASIDE - shove it aside

I think god is moving its tongue
There's no crowds in the streets, and no sun

(In my own summer)

The shade, is a tool
A device, a saviour
See I try, and look up
to the sky, but my eyes burn (cloud)

COME - shove it, shove it, shove it
SHOVE - shove it, shove it, shove it
THE SUN - shove it, shove it, shove it
ASIDE - shove it aside

COME - shove it, shove it, shove it
SHOVE - shove it, shove it, shove it
THE SUN - shove it, shove it, shove it
ASIDE - shove it aside

I think god is moving its tongue
There's no crowds in the streets, and no sun

In my, own, summer

COME - shove it, shove it, shove it
SHOVE - shove it, shove it, shove it
THE SUN - shove it, shove it, shove it
ASIDE - shove it aside

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Lhabia

Somewhere, outside
There are tricks, and evil
Holler, downstairs
While I drive

I want to watch you buttercup coming through the fog

Dying of boredom
I’ll try it all

Sixteen, olive
Bound by a voice

I don’t want to go but I want it well at least you fucking care

Dying of boredom
I’ll try it all
I’ll be faint
Like a crook

It looks and feels great but look at what It’s doing to you
But that’s ok look at how it feels

Dying of boredom
I’ll try it all
I’ll be faint
Like a crook


It looks and feels great but look at what It’s doing to you
But that’s ok look at how it feels

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Mascara

I feel soon
I will sink
Into you
What do you think?

Cause there’s still blood
In your hair
And I’ve got the bruise
Of the year

But it's something about her
Long shady eyes
I’m all about her
Shade tonight

I hate Your tattoos
You have weak wrists
But I’ll keep you

'Cause it's something about her
Long shady eyes
I’m all about her
Shade tonight

Well it’s too bad
It's too bad
It's too bad
You’re married, To me

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Around The Fur

Hey vanity, this vile's empty, so are you
Hey glamorous, this vile's not god, anymore - yeah

SPEAK - I don’t get it, should I ignore the fashion or go buy the
BOOK - I don’t want it, I just want your eyes fixated on me

Coming back
Coming back around the fur

Prostitute, climb back down, through the floor
Please don’t fuck around, and die like this, 'cause you love her

SPEAK - I don’t get it, should I ignore the fashion or go buy the
BOOK - I don’t want it, I just want your eyes fixated on me

Coming back
Coming back around the fur

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Rickets

It’s so simple to look at every little thing I do wrong
It’s so simple to overlook every little thing I do right, right?

I think too much
I’m way too much too stuck up

You’re probably right, this time, but I don’t want to listen
You’re probably right, this time, but I don’t even care

I lose things too much
I’m not one to trust

You’re probably right, this time, but I don’t want to listen
You’re probably right, this time, but I don’t even care
And if it was mine to say I wouldn’t say it
And if it was mine to say I wouldn’t speak

You’re probably right, this time, but I don’t want to listen
You’re probably right, this time, but I don’t even care
And if it was mine to say I wouldn’t say it
And if it was mine to say I wouldn’t speak

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Be Quiet And Drive (Far Away)

This town don’t feel mine
I’m fast to get away

Far

I dressed you in her clothes
So drive me far away

It feels good to know you’re all mine
Now drive me far away

I don’t care where just far away

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Lotion

I meant to come back to put out bliss
But the style's crumbling, covered, canned
It was sick and no you don’t even know how it comes and
Shifts then gets ruined by you fucking slobs

It’s classical, anyway

I can’t help it, it makes me so sick
Over and over, it sits stiff
Bound with no heart, fine ’cause this is where the separation starts arising
I can see it coming over your cloud

It’s classical, anyway
How cool are you? I remember

I feel sick

Just a bad call, it’s so funny
How you think I’m so serious, but that’s not it
The thing is I don’t give enough to give a fuck
You’re just plain boring and you bore me asleep

It’s classical, anyway
How cool are you? I remember

I feel sick

Feel sickened

I feel sick

And who the fuck are you anyway, you fuck?
It’s making sick sense seeing how you’re sticking out
hardly and hoping money please arise up off the fucking knees
and hop off the train for a second and try to find your own fucking heart

It’s classical, anyway
How cool are you? I remember

I feel sick

Feel sickened

I feel sick, in my head

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Dai The Flu

I always wondered why it takes fifteen stitches and a soft parody
to make my eyes be like deceit I believe the sting proves heart to me

Now I know that you love me
Thank god that you love at all

Dislocated at the joint timing is everything in the bed
’cause you’ll sleep for hours to keep away then sink the teeth and bat your eyes at

Now I know that you love me
Thank god you love at all

What's the surprise I was right here going off and going on

At least now I know that you

Love me thank god that you love at all

What's the surprise I was right here going off going on dai the flu

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Headup

Got back out back off the forefront
I never said or got to say bye to my boy
But it’s often I try I think about how I’d be screaming
And the times would be bumping
All our minds would be flowing
Taking care of shit like hey holmes
What you needing sometimes life will be coming off whack
And will open your eyes as I proceed to get loose

I feel you next to me fiending
Getting spacey with the common
Love of music think of this as the
Sun and the mind as a tool but we
Could bounce back from this one
With attitude will and some spirit
With attitude will and your spirit
We’ll shove it aside

Soulfly
Fly high
So fly
Fly free

When you walk into this world

Walk into this world with your head up high

Headup

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MX

You’re so sweet
Your smile
Your pussy
And your bones
You’re on fire
You move me
Like music
With your style

Let me think (and you think about what?) about girls
(And what else?) and money, and new clothes
(And what do I get?) thirty nights (uh huh)
Of violence (yeah), and sugar, to love

Come here come here
closer to the lung
So I can I can
Shove her over railing

You’re sweet
but I’m tired
Of proving
This love
See you’re a bore
But you move me
Like a movie
That you love

Let me think (and you think about what?) about girls
(And what else?) and money, and new clothes
(And what do I get?) thirty nights (uh huh)
Of violence (yeah), and sugar, to love

Come here come here
closer to the lung
So I can I can
Shove her over railing

Let me think (and you think about what?) about girls
(And what else?) and money and new clothes
(And what do I get?) thirty nights (uh huh)
Of violence (yeah), and sugar, to love

Come here come here
closer to the lung
Come here come here
closer to the lung
So I can I can
Shove her over railing

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Damone (Hidden Track)

Sleep in this hole
Stinging in your eyes
Ashamed
For you, cause

So far, I've been down thats true

Shake in lie
About to fall
Ashamed
For you, cause

So far I've been down thats true
Except for your arms

You start, stand still
And shove regret back at me
Ask you why
Whats up?
Ask you why
One, two
Why, why
Why, why

Soon I've been you
Laughter, sigh
Im so ashamed
For you, cause

So far I've been down thats true
Except for your arms

You start, stand still
And shove regret back at me
Ask you why
Whats up?
Ask you why
One, two
Why, why
Why, why

This feeling gets old
And so do your eyes
This is why
I hate you, cause

So far, I've been down thats true
Except for you're arms, you just

Smile, stand still
While you look right back at me

You start, stand still
And shove regret back at me
Ask you why
Whats up?
Ask you why
One, two
Why, why
Why, why