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They got all the dirty pictures
Put 'em on the big wide screen
Skin is in for trash like me man
Even more in quantity
One by one, your killing me
Vouge is just vanilla to me
Trash is back and its a fact bro
You can get it on a whim
Not enough to numb you out though
Eager to please your greasy thing
One by one, your killing me
Vouge is just vanilla to me
One by one, your killing me
We're watching porn on TV
Not enough to numb you out though
Eager to please your greasy thing
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Glass Bottom Beach
05:14
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You hold my hand and say that this the end
We're in the water and they wash up on the sand
The missiles fall over the reef
The bomb is dropping and its chasing me
Woah-oh-oh
Bikini bottoms melt from beneath
Woah-oh-oh
The future unfolds on glass bottom beach
Oh-Woah-oh oh-oh-oh
You hold my gaze, yeah this is our end
They rise on up with mutated grasping hands
The missiles fall over the reef
The bomb is dropping, yeah its coming for you and me
Woah-oh-oh
Bikini bottoms melt from beneath
Woah-oh-oh
The future unfolds on glass bottom beach
Oh-Woah-oh oh-oh-oh
When people ask about my vision
The immediate future is made from nuclear fission
Woah No! what would remain?
The rest is fallout, yeah it radiates
Bikini bottoms melt from beneath
Woah-oh-oh
The future unfolds on glass bottom beach oh
Woah-oh-oh, Woah-oh-oh, Woah oh-oh-oh woah
Woah-oh-oh, Woah-oh-oh, Woah oh-oh-oh woah
Oh-Woah-oh oh-oh-oh
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XOX
04:24
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Let me tell you a secret
Because I hate you
Don't know nothing about me
My song ungrateful
Not perfect perfect every morning
When you see me
I'm dying from the strain
Oh how it eats me
Give me something warm before I go
Always defeated, always cold
Been over this again
7 or 20 times
Doesn't matter how I change
No, choke-marks break the line
Give me something warm before I go
Always defeated, always cold
Everything is black or too blind for my eyes
In the half-light watch it die
Ooh and so it's written
It claws inside my head
At the bottom "XOX"
Everything is black or too blind for my eyes
In the half-light watch it die
Ooh and so it's written
It claws inside my head
Doesn't matter you'll soon be dead
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Monastère Melbourne, Australia
Melbourne Darkwave Dealers, 3 quarters queermachinegun 🏳️🌈 LGBTQIA+ body+
We are computer trash: Dark/Heavy/Fragile 🥶💚
#darkwave #postpunk #coldwave
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