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I ve got a book of matches
I ve got a can of kerosene
I ve got some mad ideas involving you and me
I don t blame you for walking away
I touch myself at thoughts of flames
I shat the bed and laid there in it
Thinking of you wide awake for days
Wide awake for days

And I found you tongue tied in my twisted little brain
You couldn t crack a smile
I didn t catch your name
I don t blame you for walking away
I d do the same if I saw me
I swear it s not contagious
In four short steps we can erase this

Step one: Slit my throat
Step two: Play in my blood
Step three: Cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house
Step four: Stop off at Edgebrook Creek and rinse your crimson hands
You took me hostage and made your demands
I couldn t meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one

I m like a broken record
I ve got a needle scratching me
It injects the poison of alcohol I.V.
I don t blame you for walking away
I d do the same if I saw me
I swear it s not contagious
I swear to God it s not contagious

Step one: Slit my throat
Step two: Play in my blood
Step three: Cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house
Step four: Stop at lake Michigan and rinse your crimson hands
You took me hostage and made your demands
I couldn t meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one

This could be love - love for fire
This could be love - love for fire
This could be love - love for fire
This could be love for fire forevermore

Step one: Slit my throat
Step two: Play in my blood
Step three: Cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house
Step four: Stop at Berkley Marina and rinse your crimson hands
You took me hostage and made your demands
I couldn t meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one
One by one

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Nie staram się być kreatywny. To samo idzie ze mnie. Nie mam ciśnienia na feim więc mogę zejść w podziemie. Cienie przeszłości wokół liczą na odpowiedź albo atak. Widziałem i słyszałem gorsze rzeczy przez te lata. Próbujesz wsadzić kij w mrowisko, ale nie umiesz. Może lepiej wsadź go...

These are the sounds of Brooklyn Bounce

Get ready to bounce, to bounce
Brooklyn Bounce

Get ready, get ready
Get ready, get ready

Get ready to bounce
Get ready to bounce
Get ready to bounce
Get ready to bounce

Get down, get down
Get down, get down

Get ready to bounce
Get ready to bounce

Get down, get down

Don t stop, don t...

It s been times
I ve denied my existence
Stretched out in Christ pose
A puppeteer of a lost world

If I only cause you rain
I ll give you my skin
So you can feel how I feel
This is my existence

Like I ve never deserved it
Somewhere along the line, I lost
A crown of thorns were...

What s the matter with your mind?
What s the matter with you head?
What s the matter with your life, do you want mine instead?
What s the matter with your time?
What s wrong with your shoes, what you doin in mine?

Wheres the love gone...

[Verse 1:]

Revolutionary, scary
Thought provoking, spoken,
Words of a chain I don t feel but I see,
visions from me
at twenty three making us free in my community
one day is what I live for,
ain t thinking about no...