1. |
Anesthesia
02:51
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Instrumental
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2. |
Pleasure Seekers
04:12
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I've got the disease to please you
My fair-weather friends and family
I am an egocentric, ill at ease
Euphoria
I've got this relentless fever
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
You're my solution, my remedy
Euphoria
Mandatory Euphoria, mandatory euphoria
You are my sanctuary
I've got no intent to tease you
Head games, high frequency
We are concentric, we are at peace
Euphoria
I need an endless anesthesia
No pain, just ecstasy
Need your eccentric personality
Euphoria
We that go to the sea for pleasure, ear to ear in the great abyss
Fanatical for fuss and feathers, people pleasing pleasure seekers
One's trash is another one's treasure, somebody's last breath is another one's bliss
Capital and lust and nectar, people pleasing pleasure seekers
Lethal, leading, evil, grieving, people seeking pleasure
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3. |
Fly by Night
04:40
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We’re always throwing dust in our own eyes
We misplaced our trust within the lies
We always drank like fish, fed like flies
We always flew by night
Just as the walking dead, low life low life
Just as the talking head, so sly so sly
And as we make our bed, we must lie there awake
We always flew by night
I’m growing eager to be free of the liquid leach
I got a fever and I’m seeking for the remedy
I’m a deceiver, high and “dry” on the hot seat
I’ve dug too deep and dearly paid
Trying to stay aboard the wagon to see what I may find
Trying to gain a little traction just to enjoy the ride
Before my vitals blacken, slowly die away
We always flew by night
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4. |
Miss Midnight
04:37
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You better not turn that tramp when push comes down to shove
‘Cause she's a dirty ol' vamp with a knack for drawing blood
Yeah, she's enticing, she's gonna’ draw you in
She'll have you sacrificing your every argument to live
Blood red inviting lips
Hypnotic twisting hips
A little bite with every kiss
Miss Midnight, I can't resist
No, no, I can't deny you
No, no, not gonna’ fight you
No, no, you're terrifying
Horror is where the heart is
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5. |
Minneapolis
05:37
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Meet me in Minneapolis
I have not seen you since only yesterday
So why can’t I remember your name
I thought about you constantly yet still I fell asleep
And had what seemed to be a never ending dream, but no, no, no
It seems I’m stoned cold dead yet I’m still breathing
My head’s in a battle
I’m thinking ‘bout leaving home
The long, lost organic process
You deserve nothing less
I’m mailing you a letter addressed to missed connection
Meet me in Minneapolis
The last time I was saying hello, I was saying goodbye
To a girl so unknown yet so alive
I’m mailing you a letter addressed to missed connection
Meet me in Minneapolis
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