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The Devil's Tunnel
04:00
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Outdated and broken; a creation from Dover, taken over from weight and neglect,
Only to collect…
nothing but dust until you use me and use my bricks to fix yourself,
To look after your own health,
I’m collapsing like the Devil’s tunnel,
I am collapsing like the Devil's tunnel,
I am collapsing like the Devil's tunnel,
I'm collapsing like the Devil's tunnel,
These underground archways,
Aren’t darker than these harsh days,
Yet you use my bricks to fix yourself,
To look after your health,
While I rot in hell,
While I rot in hell,
I’m collapsing like the Devil’s tunnel,
I am collapsing like the Devil's tunnel,
I am collapsing like the Devil's tunnel,
I'm collapsing like the Devil's tunnel,
I wanted less, she wanted more more, more more,
I wanted less, she wanted more more, more more,
I wanted less, you wanted more more, more more,
I wanted less, you wanted more more, more more,
I wanted less, she wanted more more, more more,
I wanted less, she wanted more more, more more,
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2. |
Alice is the Antichrist
02:00
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3. |
Black Shirt
03:50
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What a waste of a new black shirt,
What a way to get it dragged in the dirt,
It's almost spotless-not even a stain, it looks fine but don't feel so divine,
I've done so little,
I've done too much,
I've done so little,
But still enough for danger,
I barely knew her name,
remember her face,
She called me a good boy-oh she doesn't know,
Puts dressing on the plate before she can wait for the food,
And my lips run up to the-lips run up to the top,
My lips run up to the-lips run up to the top,
I've done so little,
I've done too much,
I've done so little,
But still enough for danger,
My lips run up to the-lips run up to the top,
My lips run up to the-lips run up to the top,
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4. |
Bleeding
04:02
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I fall down further- I feel you again
Closer and closer we come to an end,
I won’t save myself as I stay here hanging,
Hanging,
Hanging like a gallow corps,
I stay here hanging,
Hanging,
Hanging.
I feel you in the pictures I see,
Frozen screams of a wax work, drooling with blood,
Eyes rolled backwards-mouth dropped like a guilotine,
And it stays here Bleeding,
Bleeding,
Bleeding like a slaughtered waxwork,
It stays there Bleeding,
Bleeding,
Bleeding.
A day is too dragged,
A day is too low,
Too low to end myself so I just go along with anything,
I feel like I’m rotting,
rotting,
rotting
Rot myself dry,
I’m rotting
Rotting
Rotting
Rot myself dry like I’m Bleeding,
Bleeding,
Bleeding…
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5. |
Masks
03:38
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You can sick up your food but
You never puke your poison,
We never laugh,
We’re drowning in it’s wrath,
My hope is like a broken lift in an elevator shaft,
Ready to fall
Our shells are so tight,
Could you suffocate in there?
I can’t see through your mask,
Like Rene’s lovers it covers your sight,
Telling you that it’s existence is light,
Smaller and tighter it weighs on your breath,
Won’t stop closing in till there is nothing left,
It’s sinking sand
I can’t see through your mask,
I can’t see through your mask,
I can’t see your mask but I’m wearing my own,
So I keep on my mask,
No cries for help like a chick to it’s mother,
It only keeps me in the smoke and I can see through the smoke,
But my lungs,
My lungs it blackens them like a spider,
And my life is a cigarette,
Crumbling away,
Turning to ash,
Slowly destroying others,
Destroying myself,
Destroying you,
And you put me out,
And I can’t handle it in here,
I can’t see through this mask,
I can’t see through my mask,
I can’t see through my mask that it’s why I’m alone
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6. |
Wither
03:42
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Twisted Ecstasy England, UK
Twisted Ecstasy are a a band based in Kent, England that creates dark but slow music with guitars and lyrics about cemeteries, romance and death.
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