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Bastard From a Basket
02:29
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Went down river to see the Queen
She shits too, oh same old routine
I drink your milkshake and what do you say?
Thanks for the time, the offer still remains
Bastard From a Basket
Bastard From a Basket
Went to the drugstore and what did you see?
Same people as Salvation Army
My friends are homeless, what can I say?
Short teeth and dark hearts, deep down we’re all the same
Bastard From a Basket
Bastard From a Basket
Lead the people and set them free
GPS for the land between the two streams
Sell poison pills and make them pay
In hell the WIFI is really just OK
Bastard From a Basket
Bastard From a Basket
Vicious ambition is what I breathe
Another day, another ruthless new scheme
Which sets a splinter in my mind
Til my nerves catch fire, and the eyes you see aren’t mine
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Nailed Shut
02:24
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Moss grows on a garbage heap
All the bones are broken in my feet
You can’t complain when you’re buried alive
But at least you had time to say goodbye
Your mouth is gagged and your hands are bound
So you have no luck getting out of the ground
The room was drenched in blood and fingerprints
Yet they refuse to see the evidence
Someone stole the lights in your eyes
And now they use it in their own disguise
You thought they were your friends but they were all just snakes
Who refused to see how much they can take
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