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Curated Oblivion
02:04
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Vizier you see, I want to
live forever. Make a mummy
of me. Weigh my heart
against a feather. My guts,
my lungs, Place in canopic
jars. An ankh for luck, And
don't forget to suck my
brains. Curated Oblivion. .
The selfies, the stares, It all
seems so unfair. Immortal
I am, But only on instagram
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You Make Me a Zombie
02:57
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We're out of time, we're out of sync, no matter how much we can drink. The fact remains and now I see, you make me a zombie.You wake me up and disappear. Infect my brain when you are near. But every time you cut me free, you make me a zombie. I got no vital signs. I cannot speak a word, Don't ask for mercy cos, your pleas cannot be heard. I'm hungry for your flesh, come on give in to me, One bite is all it takes, to make you a zombie. One little bite is all it takes, And then the fever starts to break. No going back from this you see, you make me a zombie. Love me like the undead. Claw at me and make me scream
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The Last Time
03:22
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I'd walk for miles, just for you. To bring us some
peace, just we two. I've slaved and I've carved
and I've burned. This love is one that can't be
earned. There’ll always be a last time, and you
don't always know when the last one has flown.
I've clicked til my fingers are sore. I've carved
your name over the door. You've drunk the life
out of me. Til I could scream just let me be. And
you can't comprehend that this could be the end.
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Suffer
02:39
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We can't offend, Mustn't offend. It's left unspoken as my
mood starts to descend. I don't speak out, A silent shout,
So my opinion never made It out my mouth. Poison in his
shoes, Slowly broke the news. Poison in his shoes. He'll
suffer. He subjugates, Wants it his way. Don't want to
think of what you had to say. Misunderstood, and miscon
-strued. Casual agreement becomes tacit I do. Scissors
to the chest, signified unrest. scissors to the chest. He'll
suffer. He will suffer high jinx for romantics. He will
suffer his lust held him captive. He will suffer, his death
is attractive. He will suffer. Desperate circumstance, End
of our romance, He had got no chance. He'll suffer.
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