WHITE ZOMBIE lyrics - Soul Crusher

Skin

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Have no eyes, I must see, you walk out, a violent burst of some kind kind kind kind, mindstate a dirty little drunk and cluttered. Shinning a problem of pictorial illusion, dump the trunk and tear the little freak out out out. An unparallelleled account of collapse appearing like yourself liberation appearing like myself mutilation. Hold still now, nobody turns, said yeah! Thier back on me. Silence is deafening desperate waking up. Motive spasm my back aches. Termination detentation, da-la-sco.. now this room don't seem so small sitting here in a cage of some kind kind kind kind miracle and some hallucination, dropped excitement from my last words shut the door and turn the T.V. on on now that I've done all that I can.

Same Space

AESOP ROCK "Appleseed"
Killaz reflect the destiny of the village So when 20 count regrets float down futility spillage See I'll pass the broken arrow this time for certain Yea but from here on out its hoof the mare the bare footed urchin Dig it in person Now exhibit true audacity and passively hack grease into ribbons Your excused from the roundtable admissions committee Activist legends turned hostage in fallen cities Dirty earthlings circling vision immaculate Spin me dizzy in a crosswalk My too far gone mastodon senses inspect relentless For fitted boogie systems and crook addictions Well sure my crown is formed of thorns Yea but my thorns are formed of sound And I have found sound will keep me warm When the mornings born with frozen ground Put a rope down pull me from where the buzzards cleared I mean from the bones you and your little badass mad max musketeers When the silhoettes of emaciated frames dance on a highwire Mistook for aspiring third world poster children But is inserted ghost with dealin Dead to administer links like chief then whats your forte Devil dragger in disguise seeking the match made in your eyes Friend it don't take the wise this minute triplicate pace unified I don't condone the blasphemy naturally its procreation From the floods, to the fires, to the droughts, to the cyclones Tidal waves, the twisters, tornadoes, and hell stones Whirlwinds, tropical storms, blizzards and monsoons All of which I witnessed prior to waking up inside my room Look at the crook as I panic episode tantrums Fuck hugging my cool The edginess readies the mock knock quick draw hence the duel The company of similars couldn't excite the motor But hermit crab Ace home alone-uh One barrel of idioms and charcoal stick, courage under desire Canopy draped beautiful messiah reluctant Stuck in the pluck in the haul buzzing the fuzzing televison mixer Book of saturated matches and a half-made bed Pick of the litter, litter of the pick Pack leader will huff cannibal fumes, mechanical zoom There's ample room Stowaways inside the cargo bed Said leech prior to firing up his barnacle magnet Instincts leashing himself to where the wind splitting ice storms And termite swarms are commonplace I'm a trace this silver lining winding round the profit chase I know there is good in you if one peels back the opulence But I also know its ratio the bad don't feed my confidence The nutrients will be intense circle The clues units of success being personal Then sucked basic diversion Rusty anchor budget for nothing Wedged between aesop rock and a scarred face of frustrated fuck yous Bound by concern I can't believe I'm still concerned I can't believe side children turn in their sleep over one-liners Well I yield to hear your burns Color me out of my skull draggin a wagon of creature features And all I ever wanted was to aggravate the sleepers Look self-crafted heroics murder worthless Crash test ideologies, catalog alien doctrines type disturbance Got em out, killing machines turn belly up Buckled, the troubles I've seen Coax twenty four sevens of wide eyes from day dreamers Clean or dirty serpents in turn wish preference for the latter Justified the germs burn cauterize the gashes after On my left, one finger for each burrough I can touch On my right, one finger for each time that I wake up midsummer night Who's cloaked in a pristine mantle of hellfire But A-capital glaciers out the east slide lateral Born for one task indeed To spoil the citizen kane emote self this ugly duckling seed Look I aint too attired of draggin the baggage over the seasaw seeds When the reapers turns mortals to caspers See the plain and stone conjurable can't mimmick the null Of a billion troops holding matchsticks to empty cannons Stand of a many moons when the sun hit the mountainside splendidly Bask in the last warmth that be known to man's tangents In the wink of an innocent starchild's eyelid drop he vanished Managed to carve initials in the granite wall the damned it all up I hung with cats that do the donts Cats that forage through the moats Hoping they open with soveriegnty and a cantine deemed with prodigies I love the wake, the watch, the walk, the work The well its almost six o'clock I've never seen so many tugboats miss the dock (watch)

Papillon

THE AIRBORNE TOXIC EVENT "The Airborne Toxic Event"
All dressed up, no place to run No car, no girl, no pills, no fun Nothing to do in this empty room I've got to get my head together soon Alone again, no plans, no friends You come around at half past ten You say "How are you holding up my friend? Are you sitting around getting drunk again?" And I hear the desperation of those lines Wasted hours, all this wasted time Oh yeah, I've been just fine! Then we're out the door in an hour more We stumble down from the second floor And we're swaying, braying We don't know what we're saying And you grab my shirt, you're always so curt I swear to God that this doesn't hurt When you stare like that, you put on that act You say something and then you take it back And I feel as though I've done something wrong Oh, how I miss you when you're gone And I wish I had the guts to scream, "You know, things aren't always what they seem" When you walk away, I want you to stay Don't leave me here to pace and pray All these nights I burn, these hours I turn You'd think that by now I'd learn That you're only what you pretend to be I guess that was just lost on me I can't stand the way you look at me in that dress Papillon, I might be alright I guess If I wasn't such a mess I'm such a mess

Shoes

ATMOSPHERE "Seven's Travels"
[Slug] Would you prefer if I remove... MY... UHH? Nah they.. they clean.. I mean.. what? You wanna look at the bottom of...? My shoes are clean girl, how about yours? Here we are sitting on your living room floor Listening to some records from your collection Boredom; in between a coma and an erection Staring at the skin on your shoulder blades And you don't take your eyes off my poker face I'm wasted, and your as sober as Jehovah Knocking door to door, trying to walk to road That the Mormon's paved If she was here on your sofa with a beer on a coaster She'd of told 'ya that my game was way over played Make no mistake I love the way you taste like yogurt and some clover cigarettes Girl show me leg! So I'ma gonna trade these shoes for rollerskates And I'ma stay happy just as long as there is a whore to pay But some of us already spent the rent So we can't be content until there isn't no more today [Chorus: repeat 2X] Those are your shoes These are my shoes We've got issues My shoes are muddy girl, how about yours? Here we are loungin' on your bedroom floor I'm really drunk so I'm looking at your carpet like Man, fuck the permit, I know where I'ma park tonight It's closing time, the spins are gonna visit me They're rolling thick like they know they taking victory But not tonight, right, I'ma make some history Get up in your system and direct it like a symphony Let me get to be the man of your mystery 'Cause them meddeling kids don't understand your sensitivity Show some sympathy Let me kiss your feet Let's talk about a pretty bird and a busy bee If I live to see fifty, I'ma be a tipsy, dirty old man Still following my kid beliefs I know it isn't really your responsibility So we'll be strait once I take a hit of Listerine [Chorus] I can't find my shoes girl, how about yours? Here I am naked on your bathroom floor I got faded, and you fell asleep And I'm thanking God that this date was hella cheap Sitting down, trying to keep the liquor down Light, stars and sounds everything flickers now Sick bound, the whole room twists around In front of the toilet assume the position to drown Here it comes! Whiskey out bounces all over the floor Now I'm sitting in the bitches mound I'm just a clown and I'm sorry I found it funny When you tripped over my shoes and hit the ground Didn't know you would rip your gown Didn't think you would shout and get so loud, get so wound Yeah I'm drunk, but I'm more than a little proud I'm leaving, fuck the shoes you keep them, I'm getting out [Chorus] Perfection [repeat 4X]

Unbroken

ASHES REMAIN "What I've Become"
Shut down tell me there’s gotta be A way out from underneath the gravity My heart is breaking down I can’t shut out and silence the confusion Spun around and lost in the illusion My mind is breaking now [CHORUS:] I’ll walk through the fire just to feel you next to me Hold on to desire You’re the only hope I see I hate what I have been falling apart within Dying to be unbroken Lost in a broken generation Desperate for a revelation These walls are coming down [CHORUS x2]

Sympathize

AMOS LEE "Supply And Demand"
It ain't no jive I was burning alive Whenever you walk in the room It happened so quickly I was feeling so sickly Like a lover who lost his muse The sharks in the tank or The men in the bank He wants my money to loan I can't understand What the hell is his plan While he ain't even got a home Ain't got a home Girl on a street With holes in her feet Looks through the eyes of a cloud She don't look amazed She's feeling kind of sad So I just walk around I reassess She's down on her luck She's reading a book of lies I don't know when I'll be coming home baby But I shall sympathize Can sympathize Can sympathize Angels spread their wings On all the dirty things But you Do She drops to the floor Her head's by the door Her bible is by her side Heaven is calling The new world is falling And she ain't got a single person left To confide No one to confide No one to confide Ah to confide I sympathize Can sympathize

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