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"Melt"

"Melt"


Sometimes I wonder if God laughs at me
I hear His voice
When I sleep

Sometimes I wonder if The Holy Ghost
Is haunting me
In my dreams

Save me
Save me

Sometimes I wonder, does an angel die?
Rest in peace
Here with me?

Sometimes I wonder if a soul can cry?
I feel a pain
Next to mine

Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
I don't think He died for me

I know that Heaven is a burnt out shell
I know forgiveness is the door to Hell
I know confession is a black empty lie
Look in my eyes
Look in my eyes

Save me

Save me
 
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"Metal"

"Metal"


We're in the building where they make us grow
And I'm frightened by the liquid engineers
Like you

My Mallory heart is sure to fail
I could crawl around the floor just like I'm real
Like you

The sound of metal
I want to be you
I should learn to be a man
Like you

Plug me in
And turn me on
Oh, everything is moving

I need my treatment it's tomorrow they send me
Singing I am an American
Do you?

Picture this, if I could make the change
I'd love to pull the wires from the wall
Did you?

And who are you
And how can I try
Here inside I like metal
Don't you

All I know
Is no one dies
I'm still confusing love with need
 
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"Metal Beat"

"Metal Beat"


Nobody knew me so I bought some time.
An hour or two with a friend of mine.
Somebody lied so I burned their soul.
Somebody screamed and the fire burned cold.

I cure things, sweet young things.
I take the pain away.
I cure things, sweet young things.
I soothe the pain away.
I cure things, sweet young things.
I take the pain away.
I cure things, sweet young things.
Like someone walks on their grave.

I booked a small room in a cheap motel.
Somewhere to hide and a cure to sell.
I call it fashion, I'll make them bleed.
No one to love but a ghost to feed.

I was a puppet pulling my own strings.
I can't believe that I did such things.
I was a shadow but god forgives.
Now I'm a priest and Jesus lives.

[ad lib]

I cure things, sweet young things.
I take the pain away.
I cure things, sweet young things.
I take the pain away.
I cure things, sweet young things.
I take the pain away.
I cure things, sweet young things.
Like someone walks on their grave.

How can I save you if you don't confess?
Kneel down bitch be truly blessed.
 
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"Miracles"

"Miracles"


I don't believe in miracles
I don't believe in forgiving
I don't believe in I can go on
I won't remember why
I don't believe in long goodbyes
Never look back for me

It's over
And everything has gone
And everything has gone away

I don't remember the faces
I don't remember the feelings
I don't remember your stories
I won't remember you
I don't remember our secrets
My God just look at me
 
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"Moral"

"Moral"


These New Romantics are oh so boring
I could swear I've been there once or twice before
I should grow wings and just forget the club
You know the legends never wanted to be me
For too erratic to be O.K. so?
If you're concerned well I don't care
You play games, you play safe
Me I just sighed with relief

Matthew's mother. The change disturbs me
You've everybody's friend. Age, I suppose
Just like religion you're going nowhere
Like your so explicit clothes onto the floor
On those occasions when everything broke down
Including you and me
See the boy, see the girl
The exhibition is now over
 
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"Music For Chameleons"

"Music For Chameleons"


At 4 o'clock we land
And I'll wave my flag for you
Interest in heart
We are not savage
Like children
We're people
"What Difference" I say

Music for chameleons
Music for chameleons

A dream of Siam
We could leave in the morning
Old friends and shy
We need to win
Like you need to breathe
I've an interest in games

Music for chameleons
Music for chameleons

Gowns for another show
Maybe no-one will come

Here take my arm
I like the pictures
And you like ghost stories
Tomorrow I'll sigh

Music for chameleons
Music for chameleons
 
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"My Breathing"

"My Breathing"


Assassination of the voice of God
I don't know if I can do it
I've found the problem and the problem's you
I'm here to pick up the pieces.

You won't remember me but I do you
I told you that I would come back
Everything will be decided here
They can read it in the papers.

Your breathing haunts me
My breathing?
The sleeproom still waits for me.

Join the army you can see the world
I remember this one patrol
Been liberating river towns
And we picked up the sex skin crawl.

We would sing the new leader's song
Everyone invented stories
The connection was a fragile thing
Far too many distractions.

I've been listening to the new 'DJ'
What's all this 'original' con?
We all live in the same museum
We all rearrange the same old song.

Assassination by the radio
I don't know if they can do it
I've found the problem and the problem's 'One'
I'm here to pick up the pieces.
 
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"My Brother's Time"

"My Brother's Time"


Sometimes they try to forget and sometimes they do
Giving love for the financial gain
She's so good with excuses and incorrect reasons
I'm tired of trying to win and you're tired of me

She knows how to stand in the corner
And whisper the words that you need
She knows how to stand in the corner
And whisper the words with that cynical charm
We could dance
Now it's my brother's time

Here on the floor with these very loose young girls
Like someone in Japan who just lied
If the innocent are saved then what happens to her
What's done is done and everything's different somehow

I keep a book of reflections that sometimes appear in her eyes
I keep a book of reflections
And realise there's nothing much that I can do
We could dance
Now it's my brother's time
 
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"My Car Slides (1)"

"My Car Slides (1)"


My car slides
My last words are:
'Help. Mother I'm...'

My car slides
I wait for cold
A fear of the dark

My car slides
And I pray to
Things I've not seen

Here am I
Sad and lonely
Here am I
Quite by chance I slide

My car slides
The radio plays
'Heaven...' something

My car slides
This quiet night
Time plays slow tricks

My car slides
My clock runs down
Tick tock tick...

Here am I
Sad and lonely
Here am I
Quite by chance I slide
 
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"My Car Slides (2)"

"My Car Slides (2)"


Now there's a girl outside my door
She's raw pink shame
She makes love as the machines play
Sound effects of mayhem
She disconnects my young heart at times
The cure comes next

Here am I
Sad and lonely
Here am I
Quite by chance I slide

She has the problem of need
Not conversation
She can only whisper such things
Like 'I tear inside'
She's like a gangster in drag I knew
Skin like china

Here am I
Sad and lonely
Here am I
 
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