1. |
Blaze By
01:53
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Bullets blaze by
But ya can’t lift your head
Stare down so scared
That ya wish ya were dead
Pulled in
By the haunt
Of your soul
Dragged
By the rags
Of you old
Pulled in
By the haunt
Of your soul
Dragged
By the rags
Of you old
Bullets blaze by
But ya can’t lift your head
Stare down so scared
That ya wish ya were dead
Pulled in
The haunt
Of your soul
Dragged down
By the rags
Of you old
Pulled in
The haunt
Of your soul
Dragged down
By the rags
Of you old….
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2. |
Bad Street
01:23
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River City Ransom
Double Dragon, Renegade
Mighty Final Fight, Fighting Street
Streets of Rage
Urban Champion
Bad Dudes and Turtles in Time
Virtua Fighter
Joy Mech Fight
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
And the gloves are off
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
And the gloves are off
River City Ransom
Double Dragon, Renegade
Mighty Final Fight, Fighting Street
Streets of Rage
Fatal Fury Special
Art of Fighting, Shaq-Fu
Golden Axe and Primal Rage
Power Punch 2
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
And the gloves are off
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
We’re Bad Street Brawlers
And the gloves are off….
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3. |
Open Every Box
01:05
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Open the windows
Open the doors
Open every box
I want a way in
If something should happen
Fly in and out
Taking tiny crumbs
And I’ll glow the brightest in the sky
And I’ll catch all the smaller flies
And I’ll glow the brightest in the sky
And I’ll take away the things that make you cry
Open your insides
Then tear them out
Open every box
I want to be you
If something should happen
Fly in and out
Making tinier crumbs
And I’ll glow the brightest in the sky
And I’ll catch all the smaller flies
And I’ll glow the brightest in the sky
And I’ll take away the things that make you cry
I’ll take away the things that make you cry
I’ll take away the things that make you cry
I’ll take away the things that make you cry
I’ll take away the things that make you cry….
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4. |
Johnny Got A Loan
00:57
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Johnny went to the bank
To get himself a loan
The bank gave Johnny a loan
So he drove to the car lot
He gave them his old car
And the money from the loan
And they sold him another old car
And he drove it all the way home
Johnny Got A Loan
Johnny Got A Loan
Johnny’s Got A Loan
Johnny’s Got A Loan
Johnny Got A Loan
Johnny Got A Loan
Johnny’s Got A Loan
Johnny’s Got A Loan….
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5. |
Sick Together
01:40
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What can I say? You never ran away
You just said, “Baby, scare me some more”
And who could’ve guessed that you could love a mess
Who would take you to the thirteenth floor?
Now it’s night time, all the time
Let’s get sick together
Yeah it’s our time, all the time
In the gray, in the blue, whenever
Now it’s night time, all the time
Let’s get sick together
Yeah it’s our time, all the time
In the gray, in the blue, whenever
And they’ll try to say that we’re the ones who fake
Cuz they’re vanilla, normal, and bored
“There’s nothing left”, they’ll cry, dry and dead inside
While we make out on the concrete floor
Now it’s night time, all the time
Let’s get sick together
Yeah it’s our time, all the time
In the gray, in the blue, whenever
Now it’s night time, all the time
Let’s get sick together
Yeah it’s our time, all the time
In the gray, in the blue, whenever
Now it’s night time
Night time (repeat)
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6. |
I'll Be Your Failure
02:12
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I’ll be your failure
I’ll be every mistake you’ve made
I’ll be your failure
I’ll be the story they tell to make the children behave
I’ll be your failure
So that you don’t have to be yourself
I’ll be your failure
And don’t worry, I won’t ask for help
A failure in the eyes of the lord
In the mouths of the crowd
In the loud of the sound
In a box in the ground
Don’t turn around
Don’t turn around
Don’t turn around
I’ll be you’re failure
A phoenix collapsing in ash
I’ll be your failure
A thousand miles an hour, then CRASH
I’ll be your failure
I’ll be everything you need me to be
I’ll be your failure
Paint your sins in a portrait of me
A failure in the eyes of the lord
In the mouths of the crowd
In the loud of the sound
In a box in the ground
Don’t turn around
Don’t turn around
Don’t turn around
I’ll be your failure (repeat)
Fail….
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Scaffolds dancin’ like daffodils
For drones from the hobby store
Crowds gather ‘round and sing in the sound
Of bells crashing through the floor
“This mystery beauty is something
I saw in a movie before
Wasn’t paying attention
My shoes were sticking to the floor”
Victor Hugo saw something
And it ain’t there anymore
Everyone took pictures
Sharing them online
We don’t need these memories
We can keep ‘em in a box
The box was in a building
And the building is a loss
Smoke travelled up to satellites
Their eyes watered down like rain
Drizzle the electric pinball bounce
Rollin’ glowin’ down the drain
An old man smelled the faintest hint
Of something he’d known as a child
Faint painted image he barely knew
But that image struck him blind
Victor Hugo saw something
And it ain’t there anymore
Everyone took pictures
Sharing them online
We don’t need these memories
We can keep ‘em in a box
The box was in a building
And the building is a ghost
The building is a ghost….
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