1. |
Thank You
02:57
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I wanna thank you
For letting me have another day
Thank you
I wanna thank you
For letting me have just one more day
Thank you
I wanna thank you
For letting me have another day
Thank you
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2. |
Down This Broken Road
05:16
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We've no food
We've no water
Lost a son
Lost my daughter
And we pray
To the Father
As we stand
back to back
They attack
and I don't know which way to go
And we ride
And we cry
And we die
Flying down this broken road
And we run
With our guns
Shooting down this broken road
And we'll flee
'Till we're free
Racing down this broken road
All that's left
We claim as ours
They will kill
They'll devour
When they come
We will not cower
And we'll fight
For our right
To survive
'Till we find another home
And we ride
And we cry
And we die
Flying down this broken road
And we run
With our guns
Shooting down this broken road
And we'll flee
'Till we're free
Racing down this broken road
How do we come back
From all of this?
We'll come back from this
And we ride
And we cry
And we die
Flying down this broken road
And we run
With our guns
Shooting down this broken road
And we'll flee
'Till we're free
Racing down this broken road
We can't hide
We're all infected
When we die
We're resurrected
From this plague
No one's protected
We'll push on
Cause we're strong
All night long
'Till we become
The walking dead
And we ride
And we cry
And we die
Flying down this broken road
And we run
With our guns
Shooting down this broken road
And we'll flee
'Till we're free
Racing down this broken road
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3. |
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Once I went away
to another plane
and I lost my mind
got so far behind
now I'm on the edge
and I can't get back
and I can't go home
because the world is cracked
They say that time is flat
and it all comes back
spinning round again
and it never ends
but if the sky falls down
in the heavens we'll drown
and we'll melt away
into the Other Place
And it's a painful thought
that it's all been lost
that we're all too late
and the path's been laid
but when the sun dies out
and nothing's left
here we'll rest
in the dust of this planet
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4. |
L'Abime Noir
05:30
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C'est l'heure pour moi d'aller a son maison
I can see you
But you can't see me
I'm still holding on
But there's nothing left for me
I'm lost
I'm so lost
I try to touch
But my fingers cannot feel
I try to speak
but my voice is just a chill
I'm lost
I'm so lost
Shine me a light
For my vision's much obscured
Shine me a light
For my thoughts are much disturbed
Don't let me go
Don't let me go
J'ai perdu tout
J'oublie mon nom
J'oublie mon ame
J'oublie moi-meme
Il n'y'a rien pour moi
Sauf l'abime noir
I sit and wait
It's all that I can do
Then I forget myself
There's nothing left but you
I'm gone
Dead and gone
There is no rest here
There is no peace
Only endless emptiness
And time that will not cease
I"m gone
Dead and gone
Shine me a light
For there's darkness all around
Shine me a light
Before it pulls me down
Don't let me go
Don't let me go
Mon coeur silent
Le monde me manque
Je regard et j'ecoute
Et pour toujours ici j'attends
Il n'y'a rien pour moi
Sauf l'abime noir
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5. |
Bobblehead Doll
03:15
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Oh I wanna be a bobblehead doll
You can put me on sale at the mall
Pay some money and you put me on your dash
It just takes a little bit of cash
And I'll be your bobblehead doll
You can buy at any time at all
You can charge it for an interest fee
Just give that credit card to me
And I'll be your bobblehead doll
I'll do anything you ask at all
We can make somebody pay for this
We can check somebody off the list
Tell your mom to get the gun
Pour a shot for everyone
Let the bastards have their way
You know that soon enough comes Judgment Day
Yeah I wanna be a bobblehead doll
And I wanna say 'fuck it all'
Wanna do it like I saw on TV
Make the motherfuckers beg and plead me
Don't you wanna be a bobblehead doll?
In the crowd shouting 'kill em all'
Say you wanna make a little bit of cash
Grab a bat and you can help me bash
The world needs some more bobble head dolls
More genocide and mini-malls
We need more things to throw away
Need more shit and tooth decay
Tell your mom to get the gun
Pour a shot for everyone
Let the bastards have their way
You know that soon enough comes Judgment Day
Tell your mom to get the gun
Pour a shot for everyone
Let the bastards have their way
You know that soon enough comes Judgment Day
Tell your mom to get the gun
Load a shot for everyone
Cause when them bastards have their way
You know that soon enough comes Judgement Day
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6. |
Creeper
10:00
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Creep back in my life again
Acting like you're just a friend
Playing tricks against my mind
Try to hurt me one more time
Why you gotta bring me down
Whenever you come around?
Haven't you had enough?
Is growing up just too tough?
Nothing more than just a game
Now I see that nothing's changed
Think I've seen it all before
Ain't got time for that no more
Why you gotta bring me down
Whenever you come around?
Haven't you had enough?
Is growing up just too tough?
See the fool behind my eyes
Just how long had I been blind?
So much changes through the years
Can't take back all of those tears
Why you gotta bring me down
Whenever you come around?
Haven't you had enough?
Is growing up just too tough?
Don't come around, don't come around.
I don't wanna see your face no more.
Don't bring me down, don't bring me down
Cause I can't take anymore
Why you gotta bring me down
Whenever you come around?
Haven't you had enough? Enough's enough!
Is growing up just too tough?
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