I love this song, this is your best album shooter!

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Village Whore (Fried by Fluoride cover)

(whispering under my breath) "heh. 'qa won."
xhe posted it again
xhe posted soytan
i still love xher anyway anyway
says cobsons keyed
i disagree
im for the qa until i die
till i die
xhes my partypal
xhes on the booru
xhes my partypal
in the raid threads
says cobsons keyed
i disagree
xhes my partypal
xhes my partypal for life
i posted it again
i posted brimstone
xhe doesnt love me anymore
anymore
calls up the mods
and now im blocked
theres no more 'ems on my 'og
on my 'og
xhes my partypal
edits the wiki
xhes my partypal
xhe posts the toss
hwa bag
thats not a gem
im from the cord im such a soy
such a soy
xhes my partypal
ill never see her trip again
xhes my partypal
im on the trxnny cord
im from the cord
im such a soy
xhes my partypal for life
pal for life

partypal

Lyrics 

"In the shadows of the floor…
A rhythm waits, unseen.
One dancer moves alone,
like a spider in the dark…
and the web is already spinning."



"She sways in silence,
a whisper in the bass.
Eyes like midnight,
hands tracing space.
Each step is a trap,
each glance pulls you near,
lonely hearts follow,
drowning in fear."



"Dance with the spider,
caught in the thread.
The rhythm consumes you,
’til nothing is left.
Alone we were broken,
together we fall…
in the web of the dancer,
we answer her call."



"Closer… closer…
You can’t resist the spin.
The dance is the poison,
and the venom drips within."




"One dancer… no longer alone.
The floor is a web…
and we are her own.
Step by step…
beat by beat…
we fall…
into her dance."

Spider on the Dancefloor - REMASTERED - HD

замедленный кровоток 
холодно думать
уёбок покажи мне свои зубы

я не оправдываю своих ожиданий 
ежедневно
если бы я мог то был бы просто инструментом
для тебя
замедленный кровоток 
холодно думать
мне нужно больше слов чтобы увидеть твою сущность

у меня в планах изолироваться нахуй
извини если не оправдал твоих ожиданый

влево-вправо

я двигаюсь как по наклонной

ты не знаешь как мне скучно жить со всей моей болью

болью

влево-вправо

координировать болью все мои поступки 

я не пойду на уступки

ради тебя

коорды

True

The Angels in Heaven Sigh My Name

You said hello then you said goodbye
Then you said hello once more
I let you in then you walked right out
So now I locked the door
No more open book soliloquies
No more wearing my heart on my sleeve
I fucked it up by spilling my guts
Now I keep it all inside of me

I would rather die alone
Than live life with your love
I would rather die a lonely death
Then rest with the angels up above

I don't know where you been or what you did
Nor do I care to hear you confess
Because I really don't want to know
It's not any of my business
I've learned to look down on love
I've learned that I can't hold on
To the way I used to be used to you
Or the way that you made me blue

So I'd rather die alone
Than live life with your love
I would rather die a lonely death
Then rest with the angels up above
I would rather never see your face
Or hear your voice again
Never read a message that you wrote to me
Until I'm finally dead
Because the Lord knows I tried
But you had to let me down
I guess that's all right
Who cares it's all over now

Die Alone

Yelling At Inanimate Objects Instead of You

Remains
Im tired of life
Im tired of my wife
I know your lies
I have a suprise

You’re cheating on your love
Is he what you think of
I want him dead
Im going to blow his head

Oh I know baby what your doing to me
Do you think I’m blind to not see 
Im tired of you and your stupid you
Breaking your skulls will bring me so much joy

My dear, my heart
Im gonna take you apart
I walk into your room
I’ll take you both to your doom

I grab my gun
I thought I was your one
I blow his face
He wanted to see the grace

I blow out your it brains
I chop up your remains
That’s what you get
For making me upset

I bury your corpse
Im sorry it took this course
The next day
I’ll leave this fucking place

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