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Lady
03:12
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Sometimes it's hard to be a lady when you're dancin all by yourself
I said it's hard- so hard- to be a lady when you're covered by the moonlight's veil
All these men wanna squeeze you and grab you and tease you,
they bump and grind with you, they love you then leave you
I'm so tired of that shit!
I came here to move my hips to the left and shake my tits to the right
I don't need your help to have a good time, so get your hands off of mine
I know my moves are quite exciting
But you've got it wrong if you think I'm some kind of cheap thrill
Motherfucker do I look like a piece of meat to you?
Stop trying to throw me up on your grill
All these men wanna squeeze you and grab you and tease you,
they bump and grind with you, they love you then leave you
I'm so tired of that shit!
I came here to move my hips to the left and shake my tits to the right
I don't need your help to have a good time, so get your hands off of mine
I came here to move my hips to the left and shake my tits to the right
I don't need your help to have a good time, so get your hands off of mine
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2. |
Hold the Rocks
02:56
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Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
[Inst]
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
[Inst]
Well I'm bout to slip on a puddle of piss that's been dribblin out your mouth since you first took a sip
Sloshin, sashayin across the bar, calling all the women pretty before you go too far
Nobody gives a shit bout your fucked up opinion, nobody gives a shit bout your crusty rebellion
Take your fat ass and your fat lip too and wobble on home to your juggalo crew
You'll never take down the man (hold the rocks, hold the rocks)
When he's the one stickin it to you
I think it's kinda strange you've become so deranged to believe you're a queen when you're just gettin played
Everybody knows it's a pimp & ho show: where he goes, you go, when he blows, you're throwed
Shut your trap and sit the fuck down, I could teach you a thing or two about getting the crown:
Observe how they squirm and hang on every word, I ain't choking on sperm when I'm curb-stomping dick
You'll never take down the man (hold the rocks, hold the rocks)
When he's the one stickin it to you
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
Hold the rocks (don't hit me with the sack)
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How the hell did we end up here?
Using your words like vengeful spears
Pitiful how ugly you became
I was only pretty when you drank
Say it one more time— testify your fearful lies
Say it one more time— I dare you to fucking try
Say it one more time— dig a grave, throw me inside
Say it one more time— I dare you to fucking try
I gulped down an ocean just for you
Tenderized my heart so you could chew
Made a vow you'd never throw in the towel
What a shame your honor is so foul, UGH
Say it one more time— testify your fearful lies
Say it one more time— I dare you to fucking try
Say it one more time— dig a grave, throw me inside
Say it one more time— I dare you to fucking try
[Inst]
Honestly, I always doubted you
Look at the bullshit you put me through
And all I have left to say
is FUCK YOU too
And I'll say it one more time— testify my fearful lies
Say it one more time— I dare you to fucking try
Say it one more time— dig a grave, throw YOU inside
Say it one more time— I dare you to fucking try
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4. |
Wormholes
04:10
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Slip into wormholes inside of my mind, hoping to excavate some other time that I'm not even sure exists
Over and under dark mountains I climb, losing and lying is all that I find
Where are the eyes of exit?
What if there could be alternate realities where there's more than just breathing and dying?
My mama told me to follow my dreams but big brother says I should live within means... the dissonance is driving me to efficient insanity
Gather your doubts and commence the hunt; the threats of this world will be undone
Through impossible feats, we may see another sun
I think there could be alternate realities where there's more than just breathing and dying...
I think there could be alternate realities where there's more than just breathing and dying...
Here comes a man who wears a white coat, he's got a briefcase that vibrates and glows— I think he knows...
Let's hold him down and cut out his brain! Cut out his tongue so he can't complain!
I cannot be blamed!
So pass me the scalpel and turn on the flashlight, primal ambition will make this alright— the portal must be here!
There has to be alternate realities where there's more than just breathing and dying.......
breathing and dying.......
breathing and dying.......
breathing and dying.......
breathing and dying.......
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Dream Reamer Austin, Texas
MOVE YOUR ASS //
BANG YOUR HEAD //
STOMP YOUR FEET
Vox: Sav Dew
Guitar: Ivan Agans
Keys: Max Hoppe
Bass: Jesse Macicak
Drums: Zach Hanson
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