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Scapegoat
05:40
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I'm out on the street, man
I'm biding my time
The world is a big fuck
You get in and get out
Somehow things come into shape
Into shape, man
Into shape
I'm surrounded by fascists
My head's spinning round
I have lost my patience with you, liars
Well, yours is the bloodshed
And yours is the trial
Mine is the hatchet
And mine is the lamb
We could grasp what's all about
In a while, child
In a while
I'm surrounded by fascists
My head's spinning round
I have lost my patience with you, liars
You're all stupid poses
You're rotten inside
I've changed my heart
Have you lost your way?
Yours is the bloodshed
And yours is the trial
Mine is the hatchet
And mine is the lamb
We could grasp what's all about
In and out, child
In and out
Watch your step, child
You're walking on ice
Watch your step, child
You've gone too far
Watch out, babe, here comes your man
Watch out, girl, here comes your man
The tables are turning
There's a crack in the sky
But me and my lady
We've got nothing to hide
You're just a piece of flesh
A grain in the sand
I'm just the way things come tumbling down
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The River
04:39
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I could hurt you
But I'm not the one who tried
Let's put things plain
I don't care if you are dead or alive
It just happens to be so
Like the rain falling on the sludge
I am washing my hands of you
Is it hate what you think you've brought?
No, it ain't so
And the words just shrink
As they fall apart
Their sense is lost and so am I
You broke my limbs
Drained my heart
But scratched the blame out of my mind
Sometimes the river flows
Everyday women burn alive
Now the story is told
The winter is fall
And the venom shades my morning prayers
I'm born, I'm dead
I shoot, I'm killed
Don't wait up for me tonight
There's a crazy thought
Rambling on my mind
Sorrow draws me down the line
I fall down
I hear no sound
Don't wait up for me to come
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Cocaine
03:58
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Babe, it will surely take us time
I’ve been chasing your teardrops at night
For a reason... No reason
I've been watching out there, babe
All your dreads, they come right back at me
Like civilization it hurts on the inside
When you are feeling that down
There's no senseless thing at all
I've watched it, I've been watching
I have seen it all
And I can tell you there's not much to look at
Come on girl, don't be so shy
You should be teasing
You should be teasing
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Lowdown
04:28
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I slashed you in the back and watch you breathe
Till your crippled heart, exhausted, ceased to beat
My precious don't you worry, there's no more fear
Yes, I stabbed you and drained you
May rest your soul in hell
What about my joy?
Who could touch this dirt?
God, I've suffered
Still, I'm blind
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