1. |
Burn For Me
03:18
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I don't know why I can't keep it within
Because it rips me apart
All I see is she's easy for him
I wanna cut out her heart
Hatred keeps me dancing
Hatred rules my life
Hatred pushes the blade in
I wanna see her burn, see her burn for me tonight
I don't know why it's a pain, pain, pain
This little feeling I've got
I can't express how pathetic she is without boring myself to the gut
She has a problem trying to keep them closed
Them little legs on her feet
She can't keep the drugs out of her little nose and, well, she's not exactly discreet
Hatred keeps me dancing
Hatred rules my life
Hatred pushes the blade in
I wanna see her burn, see her burn for me tonight
I wanna, I wanna, wanna see your skin crawl
I wanna, I wanna, wanna see your city fall
I wanna, I wanna, wanna fucking watch it all
Don't wanna, don't wanna, wanna see the night fall.
Hatred keeps me dancing
Hatred rules my life
Hatred shovels the coals in
I wanna see her burn, see her burn for me, but
Hatred keeps me dancing
Hatred rules my life
Hatred holds the cancer in
I wanna to see her burn, see her burn for me tonight
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2. |
Tear Yourself Apart
04:44
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I see no reason for it
This constant dirty habit
Harvested grain, a mushy brain and then you're better for it
I just can't understand it
I've seen you live without it
A sharper mind, happier times, no need to shout about it
Sometimes I cogitate it
Soon gets me agitated
For I have seen where it can lead don't want it demonstrated
Don't wanna dramatise it
Just don't show your surprise at
My lack of care, an ugly air when you go 'n' advertise it
Sin, sin, sin on the dancefloor
Want you to kick it with me
Oh, honey you look an eyesore
Come here and kick it with me
Guess I'm just illustrating
All of these thoughts a-taking form in my head
I've left unsaid for all these days a-waking
No need to justify it
For if you analyse it
Then you will see my reasons lie within your sanctifying
So now I'll sit here silent
Sin, sin, sin on the dancefloor
Want you to kick it with me
Oh honey you look an eyesore
Come here and kick it with me
I can see you going for it, dancing in your own sweet bliss
Yeah, grinning like the Cheshire Cat, trying to make me sweat on it
You know that I don't like to see you tear yourself apart like this
but the fact of the matter is there's nothing I can do about it
Sin, sin, sin on the dancefloor
Want you to kick it with me
Oh honey you look an eyesore
Come here and kick it with me
Sin, sin, sin on the dancefloor
Want you to kick it with me
I see you sneak out the back door
Come here and kick it with me
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3. |
Feel This
05:10
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I like the way her hair falls down to her hips
It's that good kind of hair, jet black to the tips
Her face lightly powdered, those smoky black bulbs
I think she's the kind of girl I'd like to control
I don't know where it came from or why it is gone
It seems she could keep them open for me all night long
As she looks up whispers 'Use me' and I tell her 'Shut up'
I promise I'll keep going even when she says STOP
Now I'm dancing alone, I am dancing alone,
Why can't they hear me screaming?
I had hold of her hair, tasted tears on my tongue
Step back, who let you in here?
I was dancing alone, I was dancing alone
Nails carving lines down my back
Toes curling, bodies arching
I whispered 'Baby, I'll make you feel this'
Lines of run mascara lined her cheeks and the floor
I was reeling from the bruises had her tied to the door
She said 'You can give me pain but you still can't compare'
Grabbed her by the throat I held her close in a stare
Her skin stayed just as firm but the colour had changed
From her breasts to her hips, lying still all the same
I watched as pools of blood made her pale skin turn red
Still see her eyes glazed as I lie sleepless in bed
Now I'm dancing alone, I am dancing alone,
How can I still hear her screaming?
I had hold of her hair, tasted tears on my tongue
Step back, who let you in here?
I was dancing alone, I was dancing alone
Nails carving lines down my back
Toes curling, bodies arching
I whispered 'Baby, I'll make you feel this'
I'm tearing out
I've silenced the screaming now
The howl
I'm bursting out
I've silenced the screaming now
The howl
Now I'm dancing alone, I am dancing alone,
How can I still hear her screaming?
I had hold of her hair, tasted tears on my tongue
Step back, who let you in here?
I was dancing alone, I was dancing alone
Nails carving lines down my back
Toes curling, bodies arching
I whispered 'Baby, I'll make you feel this'
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4. |
This Is It
03:40
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And as she turns, brushing her from her eyes
She winks and smacks her hips to the side
Her dress fits slim and her legs smooth as silk
She wants to take this outside
She says 'This shouldn't take too long, I know just what we should do'
I say 'I would die tomorrow morning for tonight with you'
(I sing) 'This is it babe we're down to the nitty gritty,
burn it all down and tonight we'll rebuild this city,
you and me doll we're lining up to rule the world'
She takes it all off and says 'Let's cause a controversy'
She can call me sir while I punish her for being dirty
Tonight no-one else exists, we're gonna rule the world
Her slender fingers grip a thin cigarette
as she claws at the ground
Stiletto heels digging holes in my back
I bite her neck we know we're going down
She says 'I've never felt as close as this to anyone but you'
'Tonight could be our last, push harder, try to break right through'
'This is it babe we're down to the nitty gritty,
burn it all down and tonight we'll rebuild this city,
you and me doll we're lining up to rule the world'
She takes it all off and says 'Let's cause a controversy'
She can call me sir while I punish her for being dirty
Tonight no-one else exists, we're gonna rule the world
I always wanna be the one to make you moan and scream 'Oh baby'
I'm asking if you feel the same but you can only tell me maybe
I can care enough about you, you don't have to feel the same but
This is it babe, tonight could be our last, let's burn it down
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5. |
Cognitive Therapy
04:19
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Been moving around in a daze, I don't know what to do
Feels like it's been a matter of days since I last heard from you
See, my divine knowledge was power 'til you walked my way
Now i sway here, silent all day you've left me in dismay, I've got nothing to say.
And now your cognitive therapy is what I need
Tell me exactly what I must believe
Cognitive therapy, just do the deed
Swear it's fine, fine, fine by me
Been thinking aloud just to see if I display any change
In behaviour but my mind won't relent; it always stays the same
My doctor tells me that they don't know how much more I can take
I can't convince them they've made a mistake so I just lie here awake, I swear for my dying sake
That your cognitive therpy is what i need
Tell me exactly what I must believe
Cognitive therapy, just do the deed
Said it's fine, fine, fine by me
There's something anew here I just can't ignore
It's filling my bones as I hit this dancefloor
I can't recall how it's ended this way
All I remember at the end of the day
Is that your cognitive therapy is what I need
tell me exactly what I must believe
Cognitive therapy unto me please
Yeah, it's fine
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I said 'I wanna be the Xanax to your panic attacks'
She said 'I wanna push my palms into the pain in your back'
And I know we only met in a nightclub but I'm sure she's the one.
It's just the way that both her feet could fit in one of my shoes
And her scent reminds me of the sting of past love improved
With my hand on the small of her back I hope this moment never, ever ends
Forget each other's less than glimmering past
You can humour my affections with that beautiful laugh
And I'll never let you down, I swear (No)
My fingers run through hair and then they do it again
I think by now you know I intend that we be more than friends
I'm not closing the curtains 'cause I'm tired I just think that
It is time that I said to you:
'I've got a burning desire to light your fire tonight
And I know that if you let me inside I'll make you more than alright
My intentions are far from the purest but I know you don't mind
I can see the myriad of situations running fast past your eyes'
I don't know where this is coming from
But I know if my life would end tonight I'd rather be inside your tight embrace to keep me warm
So hold me now
She was counting up the list of the past lovers she's had
And I offered up my help cause she had run out of hands
Substituting love and self-respect with attention gained from one-night affairs.
I never said that I was perfect I've just got my ideals
I think that modern girls too often use themselves as the wheels
Of a rickshaw selling rides through the town to anyone with a pulse
But you you're not the same though you disguise it so well
You're dignified, your skirt is tight, you've got no secrets to tell
And the list of positive things about you could just keep going on and on
So you just take the weight off while I pour out the wine
We'll forget the world outside, in bed just killing some time
As you reach for my hand, pull it round your waist and tell me you love me I will swear to you that:
'I've got a burning desire to light your fire tonight
And I know that if you let me inside I'll make you more than alright
My intentions are far from the purest but I know you don't mind
I can see the myriad of situations running fast past your eyes'
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