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| Chop Suey Wake up, Grab a brush and put a little (makeup), Grab a brush and put a little, Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup) Hide the scars to fade away the, Why'd you leave the keys upon the table? Here you go create another fable You wanted to, Grab a brush and put a little makeup, You wanted to, Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup, You wanted to, Why'd you leave the keys upon the table, You wanted to, I don't think you trust, In, my, self righteous suicide, I, cry, when angels deserve to die, Die, Wake up, Grab a brush and put a little (makeup), Grab a brush and put a little, Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup) Hide the scars to fade away the, Why'd you leave the keys upon the table? Here you go create another fable You wanted to, Grab a brush and put a little makeup, You wanted to, Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup, You wanted to, Why'd you leave the keys upon the table, You wanted to, I don't think you trust, In, my, self righteous suicide, I, cry, when angels deserve to die In my, self righteous suicide, I, cry, when angels deserve to die Father, Father, Father, Father, Father/ Into your hands/I/commend my spirit, Father, into your hands, Why have you forsaken me, In your eyes forsaken me, In your thoughts forsaken me, In your heart forsaken, me oh, Trust in my self righteous suicide, I, cry, when angels deserve to die, In my self righteous suicide, I, cry, when angels deserve to die. |
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| System of a Down |
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| Needles I cannot disguise, All the stomach pains, And the walking of the canes, When you, do come out, And you whisper up to me In your life of tragedy, But I cannot grow, Till you eat the last of me, Oh when will I be free, And you, a parasite, Just find another host, Just another fool to roast, Cause you, My tapeworm tells me what to do, You, My tapeworm tells me where to go, Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey I cannot deny, All the evil traits, And the filling of the crates, When you, do come out, And you slither up to me In your pimpin majesty, But I cannot grow, Till you eat the last of me, Oh when will I be free, And you, a parasite, Just find another host, Just another stool to post, Cause you, My tapeworm tells me what to do, You, My tapeworm tells me where to go, Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of me? I'm just sitting in my room, With a needle in my hand, Just waiting for the tomb, Of some old dying man, Sitting in my room, With a needle in my hand, Just waiting for the tomb, Of some old dying man?. Cause you, My tapeworm tells me what to do, You, My tapeworm tells me where to go, Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey Hey,Hey,Hey,Hey. |
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