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Aileen Wuornos
02:29
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Well I think they tricked me
locked my name up and threw away the key
Shooting trouble for evil and the devil makes 3 so I guess that's me
Well, it was easy
Cause every daddy that thought he was too big to fall me
never did once hesitate to call me
and have themselves a see
I'm a highway angel, mouth of God herself
a Floridian pawnshop Jezebel
I was painted as a killer, never brushed a stroke
is the paper blamed for words the author wrote?
Not blamed, just burned
But so I've learned, they are one in the same
I'm a highway angel, mouth of God herself
a Floridian pawnshop Jezebel
thought they had God on their sides but well
the only time God was on their sides
was when I climbed up and had myself a ride
So they caught me
took some leisure time up at the Last Resort
brought my bloody money over to court to see what I could afford
I'm a highway angel, mouth of God herself
a Floridian pawn shop Jezebel
Top ten girls to be taken down
when the boys in blue didn't need us around
Today's witch, a succu-bitch,
keep em straight or they'll rail you straight to hell
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Lazarus
03:12
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Watch me as I arise
into the flames before your very eyes
Kick dust off of my feet
as I turn to meet the miracle that's me
Life imitates art but art imitates death,
and here I am in the middle
A phoenix rising over the ash, a knobby kneed foal of a pistol
The murmur never bothered me, infact I liked it better that way
they'll give you gold up to your teeth if you can push their own dark away
So watch me as I arise out of the flames before your very eyes
Kick dust off of my feet as I turn to meet the miracle that's me
You know I've done this all before,
about a time or two or more
The main event's on deck, get your tickets at the door
What you waiting for?
It's just the theatre of it all
not as impressive if you stay
See every man has his call, and I think mine's to beat my grave
oh yes I do
And well the murmur never bothered me,
in fact I liked it better that way
They'll give you gold up to your teeth if you can push their own dark away
So watch me as I arise into the flames before your very eyes
Kick dust off of my feet as I turn to meet the miracle that's me
You know I've done this all before,
another time and I won't care
I just let down my red hair
and I eat the men like air.
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Stone
02:58
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Still waters run the deepest, and you're sitting here like a stone
moss on either side of you so no matter what you do
you can't ever quite find home
You choose to say a little cause a little is all you know,
there was a time you thought you might know everything
but you smoked that thought out long ago
So you just sit, take it all in,
till you close your eyes for a little while and it all begins again
You are not that far from a change of place,
a small replacement to a better fitting skin
Feel it with every single breath and step and move you make
hard to get better when your whole damn body aches,
but that's all there is to do
A faded picture of a scene once familiar
every frame is fairly the same
except an increase in the cooler hues
So you just sit, take it all in
so you can close your eyes for a little while and it can all begin again
You are not that far from a change of pace,
a small replacement to a better fitting skin
Still waters run the deepest and you're sitting here like a stone,
moss on either side of you so no matter what you do,
you can't ever quite find home
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4. |
Fuck Trump <3
02:25
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Did you see what they said?
the news is spewing fire and integrity is dead
We are alone in the dark, too afraid to depart
from the comfort of our heads
Don't tell me you're afraid,
without the distance there I cannot accurately gauge
my empathy towards you or my desire to care
It's nothing against you, but I got my own to bear
God bless america today
I guess we were fucked up either way
I just wanted something I could maybe believe in
but what do I know? I'm only a heathen
A hedonistic witness to an unforgiving sickness we love
So I sacrifice my hands to those
better suited to know the things I can't
The cameras on, the lights are red, only static in my head,
but damn, don't I feel like a new man
Could you listen to me better?
Could you somehow just forget her?
If I took my words and paint them red,
just like the ones that Jesus said,
would you hear me better?
God bless america today
I guess we were fucked up either way
I just wanted something I could maybe believe in
but what do I know? I'm only a heathen
A hedonistic witness to an unforgiving sickness we love
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Melanie A. Davis Murray, Kentucky
Singer-songwriter from western Kentucky. I sing about me, you, us, and the wild weird world we're currently living in.
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