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Kissing Strangers During An Outbreak

by SECTLINEFOR

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1.
Milk Your Friends 02:23
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Yes, it’s possible he will love her again Yes, it’s possible they’ll eventually be friends Yes, it’s possible they can make art matching colours from the newspaper Sleeping in the box under the bed Careful now Lay low Look up for a kiss She’s running back to the river, baby She’ll place you in a basket like Moses the prophet She’ll tie a ribbon across your brittle neck And she will Offer you to the man who turned innocence into mince x4 Milk teeth seeking around cigarette or nipple will do Back fiddle your cross, rhythm a time shield (oh my) GOOOODDD My baby Yes, it’s possible he’ll call her honey again Yes, it’s possible they’ll eventually be friends Yes, it’s possible they can laugh about those silly words the statue said Sleeping in the box under the bed
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The Saddest Face In All Of Existence 03:29
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Voodoo Man Got to 30 Now a dirty man Seeking out for Your tubes Found your flat Knows your scent, he’s out of money, sad-face Sadder-face Knock Check the peephole Two-knocks Saddest-face Knock You know that man Unlatch the door-chain Yes! He’s in your house now Yes! He’s in your house now Happy face Oops You are afraid He says he told you Yes! He’s in your house now Sprinkle magic dust Poof! Get your freak on Thanks I gotta go I’ll see ya later, Ali Geddit? Ali-gator! Gonna say your, prayers Fuck you Fuck you Better say your, prayers Fuck you Fuck you Better say your... Suicide note and I wrote just your name and I wrote just your name and I wrote just your name Helps me to come if I play with a gun if I play with a gun if I play with a gun Vein full of junk and I felt the same And I felt the same and I felt the same Suckling on your mama’s tits Suicide note and I wrote just your name and I wrote just your name and I wrote just your name Helps me to come if I play with a gun if I play with a gun if I play with a gun Vein full of junk and I felt the same And I felt the same and I felt the same Suckling on your mama’s tits Peripheral Vision I don’t know how to say this But I See (demons) I See demons (demons) I See demon biscuit men If I move my eyes too quickly ...the monsters disappear If I move my eyes too quickly ...the monsters disappear If you could summarise me I’d be ...an imposter, insincere Hey (demons) Hello (demons) How are you (demons) Please come inside (semen) Your death Your death would bring tears would bring tears but a strange relief that no one else would fuck you I believe that we have a job to do, hey! Cock Spew through peehole Knocked-up Baby-face Shock Oh the horror Unleash the cocaine No! He’s in your womb now No! He’s in your womb now Genitals Gross Genetic face It looks like you two No! He’s in your womb now Growing magic juice Sploosch! Get your coat hanger, Sorry I gotta go I’ll see ya later, Suicide note and I wrote just your name and I wrote just your name and I wrote just your name Helps me to come if I play with a gun if I play with a gun if I play with a gun Vein full of junk and I felt the same And I felt… no different Suicide note… no different wrote your name…. no different Helps me to come…. no different Play with a gun…. no different Vein full of junk… no different Felt the same… except for Suckling on your mama’s tits
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Shut Your Child’s Mouth Forever 03:34
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Ouch Ow Oooh Ughhhahaaha Oh we’re so close This is gonna end so well Nothing, nothing will go wrong this time Nothing will go wrong As long as the…….. sand connects to Canary… an envelope click click Amber… deep rust connects to Scarlet, ruby or wine Beige… like sand connects to Canary… an envelope dick pics Amber… deep rust connects to Scarlet, ruby or wine Ouch I’m too busy now, Too busy darling you should go Play over there I’m on a roll cos We are godlike and There’s my captain I’m too busy now, Too busy darling you should go Play over thereI’m on a roll cos we are godlike godlike Oh captain my captain! Stop the noise Shove the child Stop the noise Shove the child Stop the noise Shove the child Shove the child Shove the child Stop the noise Shove the child Stop the noise Shove the child Shove the child Shove the child Stop the noise Shove the fucking child Perfect Victory Oh, Konichiwa Konichiwa Hello, Kaichiwaha Kaichiwaha Having so much fun Matching all the colours in a row I’m too busy now, Too busy darling you should go Play over there I’m on a roll cos We are godlike and There’s my captain I’m too busy now, Too busy darling you should go Play over thereI’m on a roll cosWe are godlike godlike Oh captain my captain! Satisfaction Highest score ever Bubble wrap condoms Extra pleasure Shut the voice Shove the child Shut the voice Shove the child Shut the voice Shove the child Shut the voice Shove the fucking child I’m too busy now, Too busy darling you should go Play over there I’m on a roll cos We are godlike and There’s my captain I’m too busy now, Too busy darling you should go Play over thereI’m on a roll cosWe are godlike godlike Oh captain my captain!
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Spoiler Alert: Everyone Dies At The End 02:59
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Pink lung forest fingers Tarred by smoke ovaries (I’m telling you) Side-track evolution Give me five fucking minutes Suck it up… … squeeze the filth through the maps of your veins That a boy… … hush the faces of all your demonic friends (I said) Hallelu...jaaaah... ...Second-hand choke clogging up the dog’s cogs, fucking x2 Uno dos tres Pink lung forest fingers Tarred by smoke ovaries (I’m telling you) Side-track evolution Give me five fucking minutes Murder! Murder murder! Murder! Murder murderer! Murder! Murder murder murder! Mudeeeeererrerrerrer! Hack up (blacker wads from your...) Cool face (hatred paste on your...) Tastebuds (hiding tissue in your motherfucking) Lover! Lover lover! Lover! Lover Loverer! Lover! Lover lover lover! Lovererererererer! Suck it up… … squeeze the filth through the maps of your veins That a boy… … hush the faces of all your demonic friends Pink lung forest fingers Tarred by smoke ovaries (I’m telling you) Side-track evolution Give me five fucking minutes Give me four fucking minutes Give me three fucking minutes, for fuck’s sakes Give me two fucking minutes Give me one fucking minute
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Snort My Love Through Your Nose 03:44
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EGG! FRIED! RICE! Lamb, come and follow me x3 Holding thumbs She would sleep for longer He didn’t wanna explain What he did just yet so he Set magic works She fell in love for A little Bit Arrange crumbs Get a premonition That’s why he doesn’t die later (what) he did just now, he Set magic works We will explain in A little bit Nice, my brother Blaranlty you are a wizard Christ and Buddha Secret agents of the lizards Hey Lucifer Pay us a visit Lamb, running from the herd x3 EGG! FRIED! RICE! BREAD! LIME! ICE! It has a price (fuck it, man) Nice, my brother Blatantly you are a wizard Christ and Buddha Secret agents of the lizards Hey Lucifer Pay us a visit Lamb, come and follow me x3 I can’t live here anymore There’s a fucking pubic hair in the bathroom, god It’s really grossing me out Somebody has to do something Nice, my brother Blatantly you are a wizard Lamb, running from the hers Lamb, running from the hers FRIED! RICE! Why the therapists would want to do that has not been explained, nor how those people who have never forgotten their childhood sexual and Satanic abuse could be suffering from a false memory. It’s all in the bible. Stuck in The past she Spoke it down She wanted to Jump off A fucking building Bite the tar, Between her teeth, and That is something he couldn’t deal with, call the doctor x2 AWWW… someone… call the doctor AWWW… someone… call her father AWWW… someone… call the president AWWW… someone… call David Hasselhoff, please
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Six Minute Abs 03:56
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Alright everybody put your hands in the air And Stretch and two and stretch and two and Yes! Feel the burn! Feel the burn! 0:22 When in public I am the star of the show You know me I’m the magic man! When I’m sat at home I am no one at all You know me Make a sandwich yeah Business, I’m uncomfortable Viscous unprofessional Listen to me constable This is unacceptable, Witness is unaccountable Fitness is detestable Limits are impossible Assistance required it’s medical Christmas season festival Listed under flexible Scissors for my vegetables I play Santa at the mall, and Freedom Someone’s playing a mean trick on me Freedom Someone’s playing a mean trick on me Business, I’m uncomfortable Viscous unprofessional Listen to me constable This is unacceptable, Witness is unaccountable Fitness is detestable Limits it’s impossible Assistance required it’s medical Christmas season festival Listed under flexible Scissors for my vegetables I play Satan at the mall Freedom Someone’s playing a mean trick on me Freedom Someone’s playing a mean trick on me I’m uncomfortable I can get you money I can get the show on the road I can get you anything you want I’m the magic man I can get you money I can get you anything you want I’m the magic man Business, I’m uncomfortable Viscous unprofessional Listen to me constable This is unacceptable, Witness is unaccountable Fitness is detestable Limits it’s impossible Assistance required it’s medical Christmas season festival Listed under flexible Scissors for my vegetables I play Santa at the mall Freedom Someone’s playing a mean trick on me Freedom Someone’s playing a mean trick on me Stretch! When in public I am the star of the show You know me I’m the magic man! When I’m sat at home I am no one at all You know me Mamamamamamamama.
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Babies Come From Trees 03:16
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They say Cracks in the glass are Unclean The germs get energetic I read it in a magazine, magazine Breakfast She only ate clay Religiously She broke like a kidd faggot I bet money, money, money money, money, money That fat mess, that fat fucking mess Check the window, look at him, FAT! I’m sure he’s done something wrong in his life I’m certain that he deserves this That fat mess, that fat fucking mess His television is always on too loud I’m sure he’s done something wrong in his life I’m right probably Will my girl grow again if I bury her bones in fertile soil, will you call me a Liar if I cry-a little more, in the corner, on the floor, which’s better, I’ll try them all, like AAAAAAHHH!! Hospital records were written in pencil, I rip off my fingernails, will you call me a Lawyer if I crawl into a ball and baw, I saw the next-door neighbour, like AAAAAAHHH!! They say Cracks in the glass are Unclean The germs get energetic I read it in a magazine, magazine Breakfast She only ate clay Religiously She broke like a kidd faggot I bet money, money, money money, money, money That fat fucking fuck fuck fuck gawgerherhe5jhndjt Something something something something Me! Me! Oh, fuck off. That fat mess, that fat fucking mess His television is always on too loud I’m sure he’s done something wrong in his life I’m right probably Will my girl grow again if I bury her bones in fertile soil, will you call me a Liar if I cry-a little more, in the corner, on the floor, which’s better, I’ll try them all, like aaah. Hospital records were written in pencil, I rip off my fingernails, will you call me a Lawyer if I crawl into a ball and baw, I saw the next-door neighbour, like aaah. They say Cracks in the glass are Unclean The germs get energetic I read it in a magazine, magazine Breakfast She only ate clay Religiously She broke like a kidd faggot I bet money, money, money money, money, money, money, money, money money, money, money And they say Cracks in the glass are Unclean
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Hydration Party 03:49
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Smidgens Away from bullet-bang All fixed up, smash boots Literally, through anything, don’t care, and Shout loud stuff Like are you bitches ready to party I don’t think so, Tourist Pray to a better-man All sick and colourless Claustrophobic and panicking, I’m scared, but Shout loud stuff Like what the fuck, happened over here? I don’t wanna know. Target of our affection she was gone, Stole our little shrub through the wind And there’s a dead man stinking up the carpet And I think that I recognise him, Somebody found his pulse it jumped up running around the room Somebody get this man a doctor His body’s growing food ready to party Shout loud things like bitches Smidgens Away from bullet-bang All fixed up, smash boots Literally, through anything, don’t care, and Shout loud stuff Like are you bitches ready to party I don’t think so, Tourist Pray to a better-man All sick and colourless Claustrophobic and panicking, I’m scared, but Shout loud stuff Like what the fuck, happened over here? I don’t wanna know. You can’t go out like this You can’t go out like this Put something warmer on You’re gonna freeze You can’t go on like this You can’t go on like this You served a blow-out Drink and drink and drink and Amphetamines, ketamine, yes? Aubergine and cinammon, no? Allergies are killing me My energy’s telling me so Amphetamines, ketamine, yes? Aubergine and cinammon, no? Allergies are killing me My energy’s telling me so Smidgens Away from bullet-bang All fixed up, smash boots Literally, through anything, don’t care, and Shout loud stuff Like are you bitches ready to party I don’t think so, Smidgens Away from bullet-bang All fixed up, smash boots Literally, through anything, don’t care, and Shout loud stuff Like what the fuck, what the fuck? I don’t want to know, oh, no!
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Kissing Strangers During an Outbreak 03:33
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You said a bunch of things And I did not hear a single one of them These tricks are old Mucus makes breath a chore perhaps you do not deserve to breathe at all Your queen has spoken Germs are a living thing They learned to love Microbes, they told me so Now I’m telling you I found a bunch of things But you did not hear a single one of them These tricks are old Hey! This is a poor man’s game You can’t suck your problems away I have an address I have a right to know I have a knife and all I need is... 15 minutes of your time, oh sugar And I will skin you alive I considered you a sort of wayward soulmate A metaphorical shopping cart of emotion I starved myself just so you would love me And now I’m tired and I want to lie down I confided in you like a diary of fathers A gravitational pull of autographed secrets I punctured a vein just to mark my territory And now I’m woozy and I can’t find the remote Hey! This is a poor man’s game You can’t suck your problems away I have an address I have a right to know I have a knife and all I need is... 15 minutes of your time, oh baby! And I will skin you alive Look at me in the eyes Help me to better understand Don’t fidget! Sit still Talk me through it real slow Annunciate! Speak louder Don’t leave out any fucking details I don’t buy it You’re a liar Tell me why you don’t love me anymore These tricks are old, bitch You’ve really let yourself go And you deserve whatever happens to you
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Double Blue Tick of lol 04:04
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It’s possible to climb life from either side Patterns of harmony or perversion feed the same wolf It’s a myth this win-or-lose context of opposites Some estimate of realism set by dull pessimists But I am the legend of disobedience I’ll fall down just to get your attention I’ll speak different languages to every creature in the whole world And I’ll respond to your emotions with further turbulences and a nice cold beer This analysis of inconsistencies is subjective Soap your sins inside this cistern of shame, shame This assistance that you assert to your sisters is useless Your circumstances are unseasoned and mine are the same This analysis of inconsistencies is subjective Soap your sins inside this cistern of shame, shame This assistance that you assert to your sisters is useless Your circumstances are unseasoned and mine are the same Ghost’s palm; eh! Silent torch is before me, there she goes, watch me now Thumbs knead; eh! New creases in my brain, oh my booboo, you do you Scratched clean; eh! My pores of your odour, fortune cookie say good news coming There’s some distance still to go but I’m on my way. Firstborn, you got a young daughter You cut her she’s slaughtered Because of your culture, it’s silly Secondborn, a part me forced through a part you Sunshine, pardon me Slip ‘n slide of afterbirth and shit We have suffered enough through your past memories I know how to make an example out of you please, it’s a good one I flush out all of my ambition with drugs I leave you hanging on “read”, double blue tick bitch fucking lol Double blue tick bitch fucking lol double blue tick bitch fucking lol, lol, lol double blue tick bitch fucking lol Double blue tick bitch fucking rofl tears of joy emoji, uh

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Forget that and ask yourself: do you like your music to be pristinely polished with a high budget cloth made from the finest of silk? Do you prefer your sponges to be delivered with a pretty little bow and a personalised name tag? Bad luck, buddy, because things are about to get very ugly. But if you remember eating dirt as a child and loving the taste, then close your eyes and open your mouth. We have a whole new stack of germs to show you.

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