° 36 Degrees °

° 36 Degrees °
36 DEGREES

We were tight
But it falls apart
As silver turns to blue
Waxing with a candlelight
And burning just for you
Allocate your sentiment
And stick it in a box

I've never been an extrovert
But I'm still breathing

Someone tried to do me ache
(It's what I'm afraid of)

With hindsight
I was more than blind
Lost without a clue
Thought I was getting a carat gold
And what I got was you
Stuck inside the circumstances
Lonely at the top

I've always been an introvert
Happily bleeding

Someone tried to do me ache
(It's what I'm afraid of)

4 7 2 3 9 8 5 - I gotta breathe to stay alive
and 1 4 2 9 7 8 - Feels like I'm gonna suffocate
14 16 22 - This skin that turns to blue

Shoulders toes and knees I'm 36 degrees
Shoulders toes and knees I'm 36 degrees
Shoulders toes and knees I'm 36 degrees
Shoulders toes and knees I'm 36 degrees
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# Posté le samedi 22 juillet 2006 18:52

Modifié le dimanche 23 juillet 2006 06:17

° Hang on to you IQ °

° Hang on to you IQ °
HANG ON TO YOUR IQ

Chinese masseuse
Comes between us
Talks in haïkus
Plastic venus
Got a headrush
In her pocket
Two rubbers two lubes
And a silver rocket

Hang on
Hang on
To your IQ
To your ID
Hang on
Hang on
To your IQ
To your ID

I'm lonely

Every morning
My eyes will open wide
I gotta get high
Before I go outside
Roll another
For breakfast
Burning clouds around
And in my solar plexus

Hang on
Hang on
To your IQ
To your ID
Hang on
Hang on
To your IQ
To your ID

I'm lonely

Legs eleven
Makes me stay up late
Two fat ladies on my back
And now it's 88
I'm a fool
Whose tool is small
It's so minuscule
It's no tool at all

Hang on
Hang on
To your IQ
To your ID
Hang on
Hang on
To your IQ
To your ID

Oh
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# Posté le samedi 22 juillet 2006 18:55

Modifié le dimanche 23 juillet 2006 10:41

° Nancy Boy °

° Nancy Boy °
NANCY BOY

Alcoholic kind of mood
Lose my clothes
Lose my lube
Cruising for a piece of fun
Looking out for number one
Different partner every night
So narcotic outta sight
What a gas
What a beautiful ass

And it all breaks down at the role reversal
Got the muse in my head she's universal
Spinnin' me round she's coming over me
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal
Got the muse in my head she's universal
Spinnin' me round she's coming over me

Kind of buzz that last for days
Had some help from insect ways
Comes across all shy and coy
Just another nancy boy
Woman man or modern monkey
Just another happy junkie
Fifty pounds
Press my button
Going down

And it all breaks down at the role reversal
Got the muse in my head she's universal
Spinnin' me round she's coming over me
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal
Got the muse in my head she's universal
Spinnin' me round she's coming over me

Does his makeup in his room
Douse himself with cheap perfume
Eyeholes in a paper bag
Greatest lay I ever had
Kind of guy who mates for life
Gotta help him to find a wife
We're a couple
When our bodies double

And it all breaks down at the role reversal
Got the muse in my head she's universal
Spinnin' me round she's coming over me
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal
Got the muse in my head she's universal
Spinnin' me round she's coming over me

And it all breaks down at the role reversal
Got the muse in my head she's universal
Spinnin' me round she's coming over me
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal
Got the muse in my head she's universal
Spinnin' me round she's coming over me
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# Posté le samedi 22 juillet 2006 18:57

Modifié le dimanche 23 juillet 2006 06:01

° I Know °

° I Know °
I KNOW

I know, you love the song but not the singer
I know, you've got me wrapped around your finger
I know, you want the sin without the sinner
I know
I know

I know, the past will catch you up as you run faster
I know, the last in line is always called a bastard
I know, the past will catch you as you run faster
I know
I know

I know, you cut me loose in my contradiction
I know, I'm all wrapped up in sweet attrition
I know, it's asking for your benediction
I know
I know

I know, the past will catch you up as you run faster
I know, the last in line is always called a bastard
I know, the past will catch you as you run faster
I know
I know

I know, the past will catch you up as you run faster
I know, the last in line is always called a bastard
I know, the past will catch you as you run faster
I know
I know
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# Posté le samedi 22 juillet 2006 19:00

Modifié le dimanche 23 juillet 2006 06:00

° Bruise Pristine °

° Bruise Pristine °
BRUISE PRISTINE

The means are right for taking
Fade to grey
Trying to be ruthless
In the face of beauty
In this matrix
It's plain to see
It's either you or me

Bruise
Pristine
Sereine
We were born to lose

Cast a line
With a velvet glove
Reading like an open book
In the hand of love
In this matrix
It's plain to see
It's either you or me

Bruise
Pristine
Sereine
We were born to lose

Encore...encore plus bas encore plus fort encore...

The means are right for taking
Fade to grey
Trying to be ruthless
In the face of beauty
In this matrix
It's plain to see
It's either you or me

Bruise
Pristine
Sereine
We were born to lose
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# Posté le samedi 22 juillet 2006 19:03

Modifié le dimanche 23 juillet 2006 06:00