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LiaisonsCrack open my head And let the night flow inside Don't follow too close The momentum could slow us down Keeping us from falling Falling away I trip static over silk sheets Cause I'm falling into you Hell hath no fury like your fall No fury like the red lipstick On the tip of my tongue The end of the road is your curtain call Hell hath no fury like your fall No fury like the red lipstick On the tip of my tongue The end of the road is your curtain call 7. State Of Adversity You are the fuck who broke the rules You were above them Who's head I soon enough will crush Into manners for underestimating The timid ones We are the violent and misunderstood But who would ever know? I am an evil thing Truly undeserving of this! political seat Pure animosity for any one man Who's weaker than me I am an evil thing Truly undeserving of this! political seat Pure animosity for any one man I think it's time! to puncture everything! Everything! Everything! Paromaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! |