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Bed time stories
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Bed time stories
Bed time stories
Castle behind mud
Building cities of smoke and spit
Creeping in the night
Under your nails
Stranger biting the dust
Crouching for survival
Beastie boys
Fruity fruit
Lodge boiling
In the factory
Of nightmares
It’s a grave growing in
A lake of bitter soaked blackness
Load into my hands
Beg me for the shot
I’m bitten by the rock n ’roll goats
Shifting through beliefs
Morals are quite catchy
Pains in the asses of everybody
Fucked up bed
Me and the mountains
Me and the forest spiting on the whole world
From the top
From the poll of height
Sit and stay
Watch me stick
The back of my head into
Your skinny empty eye
Buy and take the blame for me
Accuse me of anything but hate
Be my zombie
For ever and ever and ever and (ever)
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- diana weisz
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