we're the boys jailed in a horse's skull.
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we nailed our ears to a feral glittery drone.
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the only thing that makes our blood feel like blood
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is stealing cars and watching lightning bolts fuck.
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so don't look away, every day's the same,
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every song's the same in this sanitized exploding airplane.
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well I got shot in the face, it's all on videotape
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so come on, watch the blood, it's pouring commercial-free
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well i got shot in the face, it's all on videotape
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so come on, watch the blood, it's pouring commercial-free
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we're the girls chewing styrofoam
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pulling our wigs under a monochrome glow.
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the only line that's talking us into bed
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is the freeway's static hiss drilling holes in our heads, so
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so don't look away from the clouds leaking rust
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the kingdom of heaven reeks of burning witches and dust.
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well i got shot in the face, it's all on videotape
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so come on, watch the blood, it's pouring commercial-free
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well i got shot in the face, it's all on videotape
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so come on, watch the blood, it's pouring commercial-free
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seven items dripped out the back of my head:
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one big war and one color red;
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one vulgar leg and one designer tree;
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two stallions and a pound of confetti.
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oh, salvation!
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hollow lightning, so skeletal...
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shipwrecked freeways!
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concrete ribcage, so boring...
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oh, salvation!
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hollow lightning, so skeletal
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shipwrecked freeways!
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Well I got shot in the face, it's all on videotape
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so come on, watch the blood, it's pouring commercial-free
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well i got shot in the face, it's all on videotape
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so come on, watch the blood, it's pouring commercial-free
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we ride skeletal lightning, vacant as a womb that's miscarried
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We Ride Skeletal Lightning
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The Blood Brothers |