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Drain Me
02:16
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Run, gonna run, gonna run til, gonna run til I can't no more
Move, gotta move, gotta move so, gotta move so I don't get caught
Out, spinning out, spinning out til, spinning out til I vomit up
Up, vomit up, vomit up the, vomit up the pent-up energy
Girl you better work me hard, you better drain me, you better drain me
Push, gonna push, gonna push that, gonna push that weight off my
Chest, off my chest, off my chest so, off my chest so I can breathe
Suit, get a suit, get a suit of, get a suit of muscle on
Wet, wipe the sweat, wipe the sweat off, wipe the sweat off til I feel release
Girl you better work me hard, you better drain me, you better drain me
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BodyMind
02:41
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Put me on the rack, stretch it out
The flesh is silly putty, stretch it out
Looking from above me, screaming out
Disassociation, a window out
Pummel with your gaze and knock me out
Let me taste the terror, knock me out
Copper in my mouth, in my mouth
The blood is love and I'm running out
Rip and tear, make the cells divide
Wrap my bones with the flame inside
Love is pain, known it all my life
In my body, in my mind
Lay it on thick, choke me out
Treat me like smother, choke me out
Make me fight you, hold me down
I'm treading water, make me drown
Rip and tear, make the cells divide
Wrap my bones with the flame inside
Love is pain, known it all my life
In my body, in my mind
I'm gonna leave a mark, I'm gonna leave a stain
You'll try your best to forget me, you'll never be clean again
I'm just an oil pipe, and now I'm breaking loose
I'm full of sludge and poison spilling into you
Rip and tear, make the cells divide
Wrap my bones with the flame inside
Love is pain, known it all my life
In my body, in my mind
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Numb
02:00
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You radiate a cold bloom, a harsh fluorescent light
I flee through the threshold, out into the warm night
The chase is electric, it'd be far better to quit this
The fear is erotic, I just need the stimulus
I'm so numb, put a coin in the socket,
Drink the shock, burn myself and I like it
You thrill to chase, I thrill to be caught
Tie me to the floor, keep the door locked
Treat me like my brain does, beat me in the dark
Don't wanna leave clean, just wanna leave marked
I'm so numb, put a coin in the socket,
Drink the shock, burn myself and I like it
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Fucking in Public
04:19
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Alone together in a room, all our devices turned off
The cameras covered, the mics all blocked
No one is watching, no one is listening
It's making me nervous, we're not connected to the stream
Turn everything on
Let's escalate, I wanna feel like we're fucking in public
Have it both ways, I wanna feel like we're fucking in public
I wanna give an exhibition, but I want a little privacy
Nothing else will get it up, I've tasted filth you've never seen
It's making me nervous, we're not connected to the stream
Turn everything on
Let's escalate, I wanna feel like we're fucking in public
Have it both ways, I wanna feel like we're fucking in public
I can't go back, I wanna feel like we're fucking in public
What can I say? I wanna feel like we're fucking in public
Put a black bar on my eyes, put pixels on the rest
Smear blur all over your body, on all the parts that hide you best
TURN EVERYTHING ON
Let's escalate, I wanna feel like we're fucking in public
Have it both ways, I wanna feel like we're fucking in public
I can't go back, I wanna feel like we're fucking in public
What can I say? I wanna feel like we're fucking in public, yeah
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Utopia
02:45
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Nightmare future made of glass, antiseptic smart and plastic
The towers block the sky, canopy absorbing light
We party at the bottom, nobody can see us here,
We just set the ground on fire, no consequence to fear
There isn't enough oxygen for anything to burn
We won't pay the unit price, won't pay the unit price
Using my last breaths on hedonistic spite
Erotic asphyxia clouding up my mind
"Glorious utopia!" my sarcastic cry
There isn't any point to this, please just let us die
Let us die
Woke up in my apartment, hateful little box
Microphones in everything record me when I talk
They know I have no money, but I still have to pay
Unskippable advertisements pumped into my brain
Pulling up pornography and scanning the front page
Oh what bitter irony, my impotent rage
They already sold the footage, I did not get paid
Pull it out and beat it as I stare at my own face
Using my last breaths on hedonistic spite
Erotic asphyxia clouding up my mind
"Glorious utopia!" my sarcastic cry
There isn't any point to this, please just let us die
Let us die
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