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The Photo Atlas Red Orange Yellow
03:10
I know the time was there, but I was on my own
A simple sentence said about a stolen girl
Who took the pictures down? Who took the pictures down?
Before you hold your breath, you should spit me out

Oh, oh, oh, oh, I better say something now
Before I catch you swimming
No one sympathize
No one sympathize
Oh, oh, oh, you better say something now
Oh, oh, oh, you better say something now

I saw that you were bleeding, but there was nothing wrong
There was a hospital we could stop if you want
Who took the pictures down? Who took the pictures down?
Before you hold your breath, you should spit me out

Oh, oh, oh, oh, I better say something now
Before I catch you swimming
No one sympathize
No one sympathize
Oh, oh, oh, you better say something now
Oh, oh, oh, you better say something now

Say something now
Whoo
Whoo
Whoo

Say something now
Before I catch you swimming
No one sympathize
No one sympathize
Oh, oh, oh, you better say something now
Oh, oh, oh, you better say something now
Oh

Say something now
You better say something now
femtanyl GIRL HELL 1999
02:25
I like lying to myself that I like everyone I meet
It's a funny little cycle, do it while I fall asleep
If I do it everyday and if I do it every week
Then I just might become a better man you wanted out of me

I got cellophane wrapped around the lining of my throat
If you ever hear me breathing then that breathing is a joke
Please be nice to me and I will do exactly what I'm told
Simple, I get to be dumb, you get to exercise control
Exercise control
Exercise control

Can you please just check again?
I'd become fucking destitute before I'd be your man
There are wires overhead and there are wires in your hand
You pull the plug on me, I switch you up again (It's your problem)

It's your problem
It's your problem
It's your problem
It's your problem
I just make this shit so you can lose your—

I got lucky, I do it all the time
I do it 'cause I like it and I like it 'cause its mine
Everyday I take a minute of your time
And I keep them in a box, I organise them all by size
Yeah I want it, I want it quite a lot
I'm in it 'cause I can be, you can't tell me that I'm not
Are you stupid?
The paint is what's inside
I pull out all my blood vessels and lay them out like vines

Wrapped around the lining of my throat
If you ever hear me breathing then that breathing is a joke
Please be nice to me and I will do exactly what I'm told
Simple, I get to be dumb, you get to exercise

It's your problem
It's your problem
It's your problem
It's your problem
It's your problem
It's your problem
It's your problem
It's your problem
It's your problem
femtanyl DOGMATICA
02:16
Final
You have, 12 hours left

GET IT

CORPSE LOCKED IN THE BATHROOM
BLOOD INSIDE MY SINK
I WANNA BE
CATATONIC
WHERE I CANT EVEN THINK

BLEEDING OUT INSIDE MY CLOSET
THE SECRETS I WILL KEEP
WORTHLESS FUCKING CUM DEPOSIT
I DON’T EVER SLEEP

METAL SHARDS INSIDE MY VOMIT
GUN SHOTS THROUGH MY DOOR
I CAN TAKE JUST WHAT I WANT WHEN
I SETTLE THE SCORE

CUT MYSELF UP INTO RIBBONS
ALL OVER THE FLOOR
I GOT BITE MARKS ON MY STOMACH
THAT WEREN’T THERE BEFORE

BLOOD BEHIND MY EYES WHEN I TRY TO SLEEP AT NIGHT
GO-ING MISSING WHEN MY MIND
TURNS OUT THE LIGHTS

I DONT HAVE A GUN

You have-

Oh my god SHUT THE FUCK UP

THINK
TWICE

I WILL BE IN LOVE FOREVER CAUSE IM GONNA DIE TONIGHT

SO PLEASE JUST HOLD ME ONE LAST TIME

BEFORE I BLOOM INTO A FLOWER OF FLESH AND SAY GOODBYE

Transformation complete
You are now, as you once were. Beautiful
You are
Dogmatica
femtanyl KATAMARI
02:38
Bruises on my neck, just a doll of flesh
You'll find my smoking body hung in wires overhead
At your bark and collar, just forget I'm someone's daughter
I can't ever fuck it up if I don't ever even bother
I love to take it slow (Roll the Katamari)
Yeah I got it in my clutch, I got the (tracker on me)
I'm on the internet, I buffer use your adblock on me
I'm on the internet I get to choose just what I wanna—

I got a DSi at a limited rate
It’s a hell of a drug and it’s a hell of a rage
Got a CRT and only seven morе days 'til I drop cold dead from the clot in my brain
I’m made of dеad meat and I got no taste
And I won’t let up 'til I get my way
Got sharp wide eyes and I bounce in place
Got a big sharp knife, it’s my own X-ray

Bruises on my neck, just a doll of flesh
You'll find my smoking body hung in wires overhead
At your bark and collar, just forget I'm someone's daughter
I can't ever fuck it up if I don't ever even bother
I love to take it slow (Roll the Katamari)
Yeah I got it in my clutch, I got the (tracker on me)
I'm on the internet, I buffer use your adblock on me
I'm on the internet I get to choose just what I wanna—

Hey let's go, you’re on a roll
Go on, lose your self control
Got no place I’d rather go
'Cause I lost my mind in late September
Dial numbers watch your tone
Clockwork wind up all alone
The more you stop, the more I go
Do your best, I’ll do one better
You say will when I say won't
You say do, but I say don’t
I’m running out of ways to cope
So I bite the hand that feeds me, lose my mind

AAAAAAAA
What the fuck is wrong with you
You fucking asshole, you piece of shit
Little fucking dick licker
Fucking asshole
Fucking I—
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
You little fucker
The Photo Atlas So Far out of Control
03:12
Stigmata Жить с нуля
03:14
Кому в этой жизни ты нужен? Подумай - зачем?
Все серые мысли и дни приведут в никуда...
Ты - Тень! Ты лишь слабая Тень в промежутке судьбы...
А дни переходят в недели..недели в года...
Идёшь в никуда! В никуда!

За спиной время старит твою кожу..
Как всегда...
Новый день жизни начинать сможешь,
Лишь с нуля...

Не твоя вина, что не видишь ты..
Этот черный снег..эту боль в крови..
Предаешь себя...и не видишь сны...
Каждый новый миг ты в чужой грязи!

За спиной время старит твою кожу..
Как всегда...
Новый день жизни начинать сможешь,
Лишь с нуля...

Миром правит страх, а тобой любовь.
Через зло сердец, и пустую плоть,
Ты идешь ко дну, но вернешься вновь...
Чистым как слеза. Ты вкушаешь грусть!

За спиной время старит твою кожу..
Как всегда...
Новый день жизни начинать сможешь,
Лишь с нуля...

В никуда! В никуда!
Jane Air Пуля
03:10
Попал на деньги? Бывает
Жизнь — игра, смотря кто играет
На тебя не ставлю, не обижайся
Ты и сам бы не поставил, признайся
Звонок другу, помощь зала
Подсказок не осталось, сумма пропала
Беги... Просто беги!
Тебе дали фору, не тормози!

Беги! Пуля летит долго
Беги! Пуля летит долго

Куришь дни как последние сиги
Дешевый герой хуевой книги
Тебе осталось так мало
Начать и кончить, сигарета упала
На землю, едва коснулась
Открыла глаза, от страха проснулась
Беги... Просто беги
Тебе дали фору, не тормози!

Беги! Пуля летит долго
Беги! Пуля летит долго

Где-то есть место, где не найдут
Только где оно? Там? Тут?
Кончились карты, краплёные остались
Играешь честно, перестарались
Можно увозить — не жилец
Ты еле живой, тебе пиздец
Но ты еще пока остаешься в игре
Это только пока

Беги! Пуля летит долго
Беги! Пуля летит долго
Беги! Пуля летит долго
Беги! Пуля летит долго
Беги!
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