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Continuity Lyrics: Cori; Music: Cori Insufficiently addressed, Undeniably oppressed, Leave me dying at your rest, Swallow it like a gallstone. All the lies that get molest, In this endless time travesty, Stop to see I'm not impressed, What is to come the unknown, You can't stop the run, Without all the things could've done. In your life there are no save points, No place where you can recharge your health. You gotta live the way you choose, And don't let anybody tell you otherwise. You know at any point you could die, But I chose not to. Tattoo marks across your chest, You still gotta live if you're depressed, Blood stains on your formal dress, Attire just lets you express. Having sex you make a mess, Stop to think your time's immense, The flower wilts from emptiness, Just think of your existence, You can't stop the run, Without all the things could've done. |
Molest
Me Not With Your Constant Bickering Of Bias Masturbation Lyrics: Wahh? Lyrics? ; Music: Cori/John |
I
Killed The KKK Lyrics: Cori; Music: Cori What do you fear? In him in us all around here, Explain to me why we all have to be the same, Is race forever? Or can we live together, Open your eyes and you'll see I'm not like you. Let us all live, you made many cry, we paid the price and now you must die. You changed how we live you fucked up our lives, supremacist cunts and now you must die. Your fascist ways, Can go back where they came from, Cant you see, That your rules are all so wrong, Where we come from, Is not who we really are, What someone looks like doesn't mean shit, So fuck you. Let us all live, you made many cry, we paid the price and now you must die. You changed how we live you fucked up our lives, supremacist cunts and now you must die... When equal rights come to take you away, no-one will be there to protect you, we don't give a shit anymore. When they come to take your faith, we will be there to laugh at you, we've had enough and now you must die. |
Another
Song About A Slut Lyrics: Brad; Music: Cori / John She's got a dick and she sodamises kids and fucks pigs in the arse, Her clits so wide she's got hermaphroditic pride she's a she man, Don't touch my dick again you skanky whore, You've got your own cock to play with. Now she doesn't think it's fair that we don't really care about whether she likes us or not. Now she doesn't think it's fair that we don't really care about whether she likes us or not. |
Lady
Death Has Rock Hard Nipples Lyrics: John; Music: John He came to my door with his clipboard and ID, he gave me a present on behalf of his company, he said it'd help my problems, bring me to all new highs only $50, to help that thing in between my thighs. It didn't help me it only hurt me and broke my self esteem, I plugged it in and pumped it up and it started to pump out steam, that's the last time I ever tried that company's little toy, and now I can't bring my self to ANY SEXUAL JOY. So I wrote a letter and sent that present back, so I told that manager to shove it up his crack, but every day I start to miss that company's little toy, It'll always be in my memories of when I was a little boy. |
The
Misinterpretation Of John's Libido Lyrics: John; Music: Cori Gorgeous blonde with lovely long legs, walks towards me in a slinky red dress, starts taking off all of her clothes, she ends up naked down to her toes, I wake up with a stain of my sheets a sloppy hand will we every meet, that gorgeous blonde that plagues my head will always be welcome in my bed. And she said I'm the bringer of love, the maker of love, orgasmic pleasure, reach far above, lets go to our room and do our thing I'll leave your head in a massive spin, I'll change your life, see a difference in me, it'll be as good as on the TV, As I fall asleep I try my best, but I realize my bed will always be a mess. Another dream another stain another hour down the drain searching for love in my life, I know she'll never be my wife, but it's enough to get me by, with another glimpse at her thigh's the visual picture inside me she will never let me be. |
Blood
Flows Lyrics: Cori; Music: Cori Being re-written |