Junkie Shuffle

Cripper

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    1)
    Flashback!
    Divided into episodes
    Relive
    The tortures on a higher dose
    Fucked up
    A nightmare wrapped in fairytales
    A youth went forth to learn what fear was

    Headfirst
    Ghost-driven collision course
    Cheap trick
    Hands in holy dialogue
    High five
    Rate and share the alibies
    I can't see you so you can't see me

    2)
    Shock-waved
    High up on the amplitude
    Full speed
    Overdosed and paranoid
    Breast-fed
    From venom-rooted family tree
    I can't say why but I don't like it

    Impact
    Mirror made of broken glass
    Make up
    To look familiar more or less
    Full stop
    Mimic frozen in the move
    I hide behind my alter ego

    Bridge)
    These thoughts to be told
    These words to be heard
    This fear to be felt
    The silence to break

    Ref1)
    I got a mob and a bucket
    And a temple of dirt
    Can't read the "What's left" slogan
    On the back of my shirt

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    (Who cares anyhow?)

    I'm with a fist-fucked-fairy
    And a son of a bitch
    I brought a fork and a grinder
    To get rid off the itch

    3)
    Caress
    And dance with the unsuitables
    Reset
    The memories unspeakable
    Whiplash
    Neck and crop racked by remorse
    I hope I won't have to remember

    Playback
    Another day to kill the pain
    Repeat
    The lesson as if to explain
    Once more
    Panic at the roundabout
    What goes up, must come down

    Ref2)
    Forgot the keys to the locker
    Where I coffered my head
    And so I tend to a landmine
    To put on instead

    (Who cares anyhow?)

    There is this ten-ton-trigger
    At the panic-release
    How the hell did I get here,
    and how can I leave?

    Ref3)
    I have a broken compass
    And self-painted map
    I am about to nothing
    So I stay where I'm at

    In the bed in the chamber
    In the house of this town
    Like in a foreign culture
    I live here on my own

    Did you come for the money?
    Did you come for the show?
    I am a puppet of action
    ...who cares anyhow?

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    Composición: Cripper

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