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Russian Movienight
04:32
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The czar has sent a man, he's got a devious plan
He wants to rule the stars, he wants to make ya dance
He'll fire his radio waves, straight from outer space
Your body will move on its own
You'll be a puppet trapped in his hands
In his hands
I want to feel your love in the light of the sun
I want to feel your hate in the darkness of the human race
I want to feel your love in the darkness of the sun
I want to feel your hate in the light of the human race
Greedy feed, Greedy hands, it's man eating man
A filet of pigs, coerced by an invisible hand
A gold wrapped sputnik return, images of human delight
Tin suits, was it all really someone else's plan
I want to feel your face in the light of the sun
I want to feel your hate in the darkness of the human race
I want to feel your hate in the darkness of the sun
I want to feel your love in the light of the human race
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Choked Up
03:02
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It feels like falling out, the open window of your car
When they won't speak to you again
And is it all your fault
That they've gone and changed their minds
Over something that you haven't said
And who's there left to blame
And ain't it all shame
And who's there left to blame
When they've put you inside their frame
It feels like falling out, the open window of your car
When they won't speak to you again
And is it all your fault
That everyone's got their own agenda
That they wanna push onto you
And ain't it all shame
And who's there left to blame
And ain't it all shame
When they've put you inside their frame
You're molded and choked up
You're molded and choked up
You're molded and choked up
You're molded and choked out
You're molded and choked out
You're molded and choked out
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Colder
04:46
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Closer now, breathe in my thoughts
Colder now, it's never enough
Kiss my hands, you leave your mark
Meet my eyes, I'm not what ya want
You're the breath in my lungs
Don't take it away, away
Be colder, colder, give me more
Be bolder, bolder, take what ya want
Be colder, colder, I'm never enough
Be bolder, bolder, take what you want
Give what I can, take what you want
Ask me why, while you're on top
I know I don't have your time
Put me down, to pick yourself up
And you're the smoke in my lungs
Don't take it away-ay-ay
Be colder, colder, give me more
Be bolder, bolder, take what you want
Be colder, colder, I know I'm not enough
And you're the smoke in my lungs
Take it away
Go away
Go away
Be bolder, bolder, take what you want
Be colder, colder, It's never enough
Be bolder, bolder, I'm not what you want
Love's a game that you can never change
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Pumpkin
05:57
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You never listen to me, it's always my fault
When you take a cig, and dig it into my arm
Such a pretty face, could do no harm
Such a little fist, comes down so hard
It's always something, there's something, there's something with you
There's always something, there's something, there's something with you
There's always something, there's something, there's something with you
There's always something, there's something, there's something with you
You never listen to me, it's always my fault
When you throw a fit, to get what you want
Such a little fist, always so calm
Such a pretty face, could do no wrong
There's always something, there's something, there's something with you
There's always something, there's something, there's something with you
There's always something, there's something, there's something with you
There's always something, there's something, oh ain't it pumpkin
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Born out of an ocean of darkness and glow sticks, Goth Goth took root in Philadelphia. Combining influences of The Cure, Bauhaus, The Clash, Television, & Blondie, a beautiful mix of catchy post-punk is born. Chime-y guitar, pumping bass, grooving drums behind the crooning looming stage presence of their frontal figure, the band has become known for electric live performances. ... more
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