Flesh... eat... flesh I wake up at night so hungry for blood The taste of a new corpse I feel Illusions of bodies dismemberment fresh Dissection leftovers
There's a monster name of Frazzle Who's a good friend of mine He looks ferocious, but he's really fine Go up and ask him for his autograph He'd be so
We are all trapped in prisons of the mind, it's a hard sensibility but we'll see it through in time but when words come between us Noiseless in the
Thinking what should I do Now I don't have you Facing my demotion I'm just a fish in your ocean Has been, that's what I am With my backstage wristband
You want him that bad, then girl you can have him You want him that bad, then girl you can have him Say you want him that bad, then girl you have him
I've been drooling At some mangy scraps of bread And these hungry voices Make a lot of noise inside my head Show me the way to the rubbish dump Or the
[Chrystina] Hope she like my, hope she like my [[Girlicious]] Leftovers, leftovers, leftovers [Chrystina] Hope she like my, hope she like my [Natalie
Crawling through the path, trying to win this wrath I can see things unreal here trying to find a real sense to my life all I see in front of me is black
(Melanie Safka) What do you do when the people go home And what do you do when the show is all done I know what I'll do in the alone of my time But what
Mutilated body parts autopsied human pieces Portions of sectioned bowels full of fetid feces Septic wastes from the morgue must be eliminated Piles of
It's negativ Iwish you the worst dear, to feel the gratest pain A posetiv You say it's all in vain I know I felt and I won't feel again Iknow you Refrain
your search for patterns found me standing in line in avoiding compliance you fell into mine your good intentions are set aside build me up with promise
Why don't we stop foolin' ourselves? The game is over, over, over No good times, no bad times There's no times at all Just the New York times Sittin'
She said I would be fine she said just let it go, I did just what she said. Though hearts don't stop on their own and eyes can't close so easily but words
Your havin a midlife crisis tying to get where I've been Well if you want 'em that bad Ms.V You can have 'em So when you see me comin You better back
I?m hot enough to melt some gold you?re cooling down you just made a mountain of snow you?re curled up body heat I?m driving home on an icy street its
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Looks like I've done what I can Tried to give my last breath It was all that I had So I ruled with my pen Try to call you my friend Becoming more what