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Procession Etiquette
01:38
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Rain Grey, Dark Sky
04:19
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I sentence the entire world to death
And when I'm gone, there will be nothing left
The man kicks in the door and reads you all your sins
You don't kick back, they win
Rain grey, dark sky, birth death, live die
Trampled underneath
We become Defeat
Spectrascopic evidence of gods
All our hope and dreams, our needs and wants
The haves and the have nots
The dark lines on our faces are their thoughts
Rain grey, dark sky, birth death, live die
Trampled underneath
We become Defeat
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All Are Lost
02:49
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All Are Lost
Moon under fog
Dark yellow shining soft
And we are all lost
These are the end days
There's nothing left to say
Our words are all gone
Our world is lost
Moon under fog
Dark yellow shining soft
And we are all lost
Monarch of violence
Rolling on clouds
I toss wide waters
And I fell huge trees
Possessed of demon rage
I penetrate
Sheer to the utmost caverns of old Earth
And straining up, from those unfathomed deeps
Scatter the terror stricken shades of Hell
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X
02:47
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X
Don't ask me if I give a shit, about you
'Cuz you might not like the answers, and they're all true
We never worked together anyway
We never worked together anyway
And we damn sure won't now
Some things are better left unsaid
At least that way we can still be friends
We never worked together anyway
We never worked together anyway
And we damn sure won't now
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Black Dress
03:12
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Black Dress
She had a red head and long legs
I kinda liked a couple things she said
Like, ooey baby, let's get crazy
C'mon and keep me burning all night long
Sh-shake it off, put some back on
C'mon and keep me burning all night long
She wore a black dress
That was it
Fit so nice
Over her pale skin
She drove a dark green Cadillac
With a Jolly Roger taped to the back
She was Irish, French and Dutch
Kept a top break Webley in a fake leather clutch
She said, ooey baby, let's get crazy
C'mon and keep me burning all night long
She wore a black dress
That was it
Fit so nice
Over her pale skin
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Chrome and Hot Leather
05:38
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Chrome and Hot Leather
We're headed the wrong way
Down a one way street
It's fun for a while, but it's bound to get mean
The only other option is to join the machine
A head-on collision, sounds pretty damn good to me
Think I'll take a walk and clear my head
Think about everything I've ever said
Analyze it all and wish that I was dead
It's raining again
Some shine like gold
But they don't know
Some have a darkness in their soul
They are black chrome
Forever drive the open road
Rusted steel and heart of stone
Black chrome
Look up at the stars and listen
Look up at the pale blue sky
You'll never know what you're missin'
If you don't ask yourself why
The mountains fall, spill off down the sides
They can never escape this place
No matter how hard they try
The gentle whisper of the wind
Is the destroyer and our friend
Think about it all you want
You'll never know where it went
It's raining again
Some shine like gold
But they don't know
Some have a darkness in their soul
They are black chrome
Forever drive the open road
Rusted steel and heart of stone
Black chrome
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