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MK Eyes
02:47
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Can’t read the signs they’re written in gold
Try to speak but you've lost your tongue
Red light calls the perverts in
Hypnofascist life of sin
MK Eyes
MK Eyes
Murder comes as no surprise
MK Eyes
MK Eyes
The Devil slithering up your thighs
MK Eyes
MK Eyes
Don’t you know they control your life?
MK Eyes
MK Eyes
United mutants across the land
Hired goons carry smoking guns
The plan is on and the stage is set
Numbing your neighbors one by one
MK Eyes
MK Eyes
Murder comes as no surprise
MK Eyes
MK Eyes
The devil slithering up your thighs
MK Eyes
MK Eyes
Don’t you know they control your life?
MK Eyes
MK Eyes
You think you’ve seen it cause you totally have
Programmed to kill
Programmed to die
Can’t beat em best fall in line
Your numbers pulled it’s your time to shine
Mother Mary from the great beyond
MK Eyes on the search for God
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Suzie Love Spike
02:11
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I know a girl that makes me sick
Doped up on Suzie and I just can’t quit
Twister twisting inside my head
She turns black tar pink and red
Suzie Love Spike
She’s the one
Can’t get enough
Might be too far gone
Suzie love spike
She’s the one
Can’t get enough
Sweet sugar cyanide
When I’m with her I feel okay
But I crumble when she goes away
Where can I find her I gotta know
All I need is her afterglow
Suzie Love Spike
She’s the one
Can’t get enough
I might be too far gone
Suzie Love Spike
She’s the one
Can’t get enough
Sweet sugar cyanide
I know a girl that makes me sick
Doped up on Suzie and I just can’t quit
Twister twisting inside my head
She turns black tar pink and red
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3. |
Legal Bastard
03:50
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I always hear it when I walk down the street
Hellface blew in just to turn up the heat
That beat's played out man lemme do my own thing
You can’t stand to see a guy who don’t think
Hey Mr. Dogdick where’s that son of a bitch
Showed me the ropes on being elusive
Bobbing and weaving away from the pain
Of being played while playing the game
Imma Legal Bastard
Free to do as I like
Imma Legal Bastard
This is what they call life
I always hear it when I walk down the street
Hellface blew in just to turn up the heat
That beat's played out man lemme do my own thing
You can’t stand to see a guy who don’t think
Can’t stand to hear that sound anymore
Sadsacks sulking simping I’m so bored
Girls in black veils rob a liquor store
Choose freedom when they ask what you’re looking for
Imma Legal Bastard
Free to do as I like
Imma Legal Bastard
This is what they call life
Yea yea yea
I’m free to believe
Yea yea
It’s all make believe
Yea yeaaaa
Im free to believe
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea yeaaa
I chose to be free
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