#egoaticon

[egoaticon]

One, two, three, four That’s not music you hear, that’s the devil That’s not the sun up in the sky, it’s a human heart If you’re planning your escape, you know I’m all for it As I watch the sun come up again over Tallahassee, Florida

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I saw something written in tall clear letters on your face But I could not break the code You had hot caramels sticking to your teeth And the only love I've ever known burning underneath I'm gonna miss you when you're gone 

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And I stood before the mirror then Like I was waiting for a phone call Squinting like a lost traveler in a thick fog But nothing clear came into view Except for you Just off in the distant horizon Something hidden in your hand I'm gonna break something I'm gonna break something Today And sweep all the pieces away

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there's only one place this road ever ends up

and I don't want to die alone

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We stand on the sand and we watch the world turn and we

Stand on the sand and we watch the water burn and we

Stand on the sand six inches from one another

And the sands burn and blow and neither one of runs for cover

And you ask me to hold you

That's the devil's work.

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You smile at me in total defiance of all decency You got it down to a science, that innocent look You got it practiced real good But I know you'd kill me if you could stand the sight of blood

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I am the dry meat that fills the mouth I am the fire that burns without wood I am Evil Forest I kill a man on the day that his life seems sweetest to him

I did not come to play handball

[egoaticon]

The train touched down in Sioux City, Iowa It fell cleanly from the dark sky onto the track Saw you from the window, there was no turning back

Well, the whistle went off, I was breathing up against the window Yeah, the whistle went off, I was breathing up against the window I saw familiar passengers walking past me And you'd called up the cavalry It was so easy, and it was so hard You were clutching your copy of Kierkegaard

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Listen, Everything I love I will devour And bury the bones down in the snow Put me in a beat-up El Camino Just let me go, just let me go

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I picked myself up off the ground Shook the grass from my hair and I walked around Felt the warm sun in my eye Strangers were passing by

I shimmied up the black walnut tree Let the hard blue sky fall right through me And I saw the sad young cardinals trying to sing And I should not be allowed to touch anything

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I was sitting at the edge of the marsh When the council came to bring me the news They handed me a bowl of cooked wild grasses and they Gave me the ceremonial shoes

Goodbye, young Danish women Goodbye, Danish sky Goodbye, cold air, I am going away Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

[egoaticon]

Is that the most delicious thing You ever tasted in your life

And then the cold sorrow gripped me by the throat And then I felt the colder sadness taking hold I knew I had to have it for my own Why don't you try some

[egoaticon]

He drove from in from Mexicali, no worse for wear. Money to burn, time to kill. But five minutes looking in his eyes and we all knew he Was broken pretty bad, so we gave him what we had. We cleared a space for him to sleep in, and we let the silence that's our trademark Make its presence felt. Come on in, we haven't slept for weeks. Drink some of this. it'll put color in your cheeks.

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I saw the sourceless anger eating at him from inside No one around him to stem the rising tide Evil from his head down to his feet Quinine's bitter, sugar is sweet

And blood will run through the streets of Rome today And roll across the ocean

note: I feel particularly pleased by this one.

[egoaticon]

Rainbows shone on the glass Dew drops gathered on the grass And the yellow sun came into view Another goddamn message from you Well, despite your best efforts I feel alright Against my better judgment I feel alright Despite your random acts of violence I feel alright Despite the force of your fury I feel alright

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Confession

So, like, it turns out that it's kind of hard to properly capture the idiotic, capricious and fundamentally empty emotional displays selected as "essential" by Microsoft within tMG lyrics.  Which is the point.  But the tongue one was pretty hard, just so you know. I can't wait for the pizza slice.