1. |
Devils Hand
03:49
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3. |
Fukt Inda Hed
03:20
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4. |
In My Shoes
03:58
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I took a wrong turn, at yesterday
and I don’t feel the same
there’s no rhyme or reason why
and there’s nobody to blame
Broken and bruised
my heart has been used
but I don’t feel the pain
broken and bruised
but with pills and some booze
I’ll never feel again
You’d run a mile, not to walk
in my shoes
and you’d never look back again
and if you walked a mile,
in my shoes
we’ll see if you have the blues
Broken and bruised
my heart has been used
but I don’t feel the pain
Broken and bruised
but with pills and some booze
I’ll never feel again
(Instrumental)
And if you see me
don’t shed a tear
cos I know where I’m going
and its far from here
And if you see me
don’t shed a tear
cos I know where Im going
and its SO far from here
Broken and bruised
my heart has been used
but I don’t feel the pain
Broken and bruised
but with pills and some booze
I’ll never feel again
And then I see you
standing there
and I don’t feel the same
my heart is mended
but bruised and bare
your love heals the pain <3.
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5. |
Creepy Creepy
02:50
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Voodoo people and rattlin bones,
scary people sittin' on their thrones.
Dark hallways in the dead of night
spider webs are gonna give me a fright.
Skeleton men, covered in skin
media talkin' nothing but spin.
Chills that run all the way down your spine,
you’re late for work and you’re out of time.
Creepy creepy, it’s in my head
I don’t want to get out of bed,
Creepy creepy, it’s in my head,
I’m just gonna stay here instead.
Kmart people and plastic clones
Politicians sitting on their thrones.
Churchyards in the middle of the night,
bible bashers gonna give me a fright.
Terrified in the supermarket line,
Panic attacks but I’ll be just fine.
Face-hugging spiders in the night,
Crawly things that just want to bite.
Creepy creepy, it’s in my head
I don’t want to get out of bed,
Creepy creepy, it’s in my head,
I’m just gonna stay here instead.
Normal people in Kmart,
Angry people who just want to start,
double standards and hypocrisy,
These are the things that terrify me.
Creepy creepy, it’s in my head
HOoooooooooooooooooooowllllll!,
Creepy creepy, it's in my head.
Hooowwwwl Hoooooowl Hooooooooooooooowllllll!
Creepy Creepy, it’s in my head.
I’m just gonna stay here instead.
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