1. |
Blonde
02:47
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This bitch is blonde, we have more fun.
Or so they say, I haven't had much fun since 2001.
Oh my god, kissed by the sun.
My problems won't catch up to me if I'm always on the run.
Blonde is the colour of success.
Throw my hands in the sky and cry god bless.
Feeling cute, feeling free, feeling cunt, feeling blonde.
And when I walk into the room this bitch is blonde.
I approach my doom, at least I'm blonde.
Feeling cute, feeling free, feeling cunt, feeling blonde.
I've been curbing my hunger with coffee and cigarettes,
I bleached my hair, do you want to fuck me yet?
You wouldn't want to be in my head right now.
You wouldn't want to see how this goes down.
Blonde is the colour of success.
Throw my hands in the sky and cry god bless.
Feeling cute, feeling free, feeling cunt, feeling blonde.
And when I walk into the room this bitch is blonde.
I approach my doom, at least I'm blonde.
Feeling cute, feeling free, feeling cunt, feeling blonde.
Blonde is the colour of success.
Throw my hands in the sky and cry god bless.
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2. |
Dance with the Devil
03:57
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You've got me out of my mind
I've been seeing signs
And if you want to save yourself then you should leave me behind
Because darling, he's my devil
And he's got control of my soul
Darling don't be gentle
I can take it
I dance with the devil
I don't wanna fight
If you're gonna take me, take me tonight
I dance with the devil
I've seen the light,
If you're gonna take me, that's alright
Just take me tonight
He's got me down on my knees
It's a sacred calling
And whenever he summons me I will be there
Because darling, he's my devil
And he's got control of my soul
Darling don't be gentle
I can take it
I dance with the devil
I don't wanna fight
If you're gonna take me, take me tonight
I dance with the devil
I've seen the light,
If you're gonna take me, that's alright
Just take me tonight
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3. |
Violent Men
03:36
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I've spent my time on sinking ships with violent men between my hips.
A violent lie drips from your lips and it keeps me in my place.
They built the Zenith in my city, they threw their money at its call
And as the people froze and starved they stayed warm within its walls.
Never again will we be slaves to violent men.
Violent men will rule again, scorch the earth and kill your friends.
Go to war, die on the dancefloor.
Violent men will rule again.
Rich men in suits in hot pursuit of dollar bills and fossil fuels.
No rules, no rules, no rules.
Rich men don't lie, they shape their truth.
Rich men deny blood at the root.
Blood don't stain a Prada shoe.
Never again will we be slaves to violent men.
Violent men will rule again, scorch the earth and kill your friends.
Go to war, die on the dancefloor.
Violent men will rule again.
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4. |
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Heaven help me, I’m going under.
I'm kind of cautious of this spell you got me under.
I don’t think that I’m your type but I think that’s what I like,
I don’t care who your friends are cuz they’re all bark – they got no bite.
And now you’re stuck inside my brain,
Got me heated and feeling some type of way.
I don’t wanna roll the dice, there’s no way I’m playing nice.
I don’t fuck with your vibe, won’t make the same mistake twice.
And I’m so exhausted,
When you say you’re sorry
And I can’t help wondering if you’re getting off on this.
Baby, I’m so over you.
You can’t escape the truth.
You’re like a poison in my veins,
Always playing mind games.
And now you’re trying to get me to go home with you
You must think that I’m insane,
I’m not playing mind games.
And would your mother cry if she saw us together?
Would the world cease to turn?
And would your daddy fly into an unstoppable rage?
Maybe this world needs to burn.
So I’ll bring the fire, you bring the shame.
Isn’t it fun to cause me pain?
And you string me along like I’m your slave.
Don’t you wanna be brave?
And I get exhausted,
When you say you’re sorry
And I can’t help wondering if you’re getting off on this.
Baby, I’m so over you.
You can’t escape the truth.
You’re like a poison in my veins,
Always playing mind games.
And now you’re trying to get me to go home with you
You must think that I’m insane,
I’m not playing mind games.
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5. |
Babylon
04:06
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I've been feeling less than alive,
I've been burning hotter than fire.
I am bound to no God, I bow to no liar.
In your world, I don't exist.
The devil dancing in the mist.
It's superstition, fuck tradition.
I'll kiss who I want to kiss.
Drag me up the mountain high,
Drop me from the crimson sky.
Promise me that I will fly,
But I know that's a lie.
Take my body, wrap me in chains.
The world won't change if I'm not brave.
Cling to the notion of an old world gone,
Do I belong in Bablyon?
YES I FUCKING DO
I've been feeling less than alive,
I've been burning hotter than fire.
I am bound to no God, I bow to no liar.
I knew a boy once, full of life.
His parents stole him in the night,
Back to Babylon on a flight.
And I never saw him again.
I loved a boy once, at what cost
When he returned the love was lost.
His mother warned him not to speak,
His Daddy broke him down till he was weak (weak, weak).
Take my body, wrap me in chains.
The world won't change if I'm not brave.
Cling to the notion of an old world gone,
Do I belong in Babylon?
YES I FUCKING DO
I've been feeling less than alive,
I've been burning hotter than fire.
I am bound to no God, I bow to no liar.
I've been feeling less than alive,
I've been burning hotter than fire.
I am bound to no God, I bow to no liar.
I knew legions of men in exodus,
Who found home and hope with the rest of us.
Our time is short and then we end,
A lover, a mother, a father, a friend.
Men in chains can never change,
How dare you dance upon my grave.
When all is dark and the roads are long,
It all leads back to Babylon.
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6. |
Haus (of God)
03:25
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We get dressed up – it’s ceremonial.
A bloody nose paints my skin.
We pray for a brighter day.
We gather on the dance-floor,
Leave our troubles at the door.
We pray in our darkest days.
Dark days turn to dark nights,
Our bonds run deeper than blood.
I found my solace in this club.
Tell the DJ to play the music that we love.
Every day I wake up unsafe,
Don’t you wonder why I self-medicate?
The moon will rise so I can feel alive.
Meet my friends 'round midnight.
A couple drinks and smokes to save my life.
I feel it stirring in my soul, it takes control and everything’s alright.
Dark days turn to dark nights,
Our bonds run deeper than blood.
I found my solace in this club.
Tell the DJ to play the music that we love.
It's a risk, take a spin.
I love to live my life in sin.
I found my solace in this club.
Tell the DJ to play the music that we love.
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7. |
Idle Worship
03:00
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I'm so bored of beautiful men trying to sell me shit on the internet
I need another flavour of life (no more American pie)
You had a beautiful story but god, how you fucking bore me
And you failed to mention that your daddy is a trust fund Tory
Gatekeeper, I prayed at your altar
Gatekeeper, you drank from my well
If your heaven is my only option I think I'd rather burn in Hell
I've been feeling like a basket case
Convinced myself that you're the master race
Always there to put me in my place
And now I've had enough of that
Idle Worship, you've got me feeling like
"Oh my god, I'm falling in love"
Idle Worship, you've got me feeling like
"Oh my god, I'm losing myself"
You plucked the grapes out of my mind
Laid back and drank my wine
And I couldn't stop the crying (every day crying)
I had nothing left but you want more
You dug deep into my core
I've never felt this empty before
Gatekeeper, I prayed at your altar
Gatekeeper, you drank from my well
If your heaven is my only option I think I'd rather burn in Hell
Idle Worship, you've got me feeling like
"Oh my god, I'm falling in love"
Idle Worship, you've got me feeling like
"Oh my god, I'm losing myself"
You're in my mind like all of the time
You're in my mind like all of the time
You're in my mind like all of the time
You're in my mind like all of the time
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