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Boys shoot to thrill from the hip. time we put the "act" in action
We've tricked the pigs into thinking that auction is a pageant
In no time there will be makeup on our new set of
The is star struck. They're all salivating like ravenous cartoons
Goddamn animal. You'd better watch you spit
like soft music. If it helps, we'll dim the lights on the floor
Neon bulbs are the of swine. Everybody looks quite dazzling
Trussed up in their attire

You'd a great secret if I could keep you, but we all spill our guts
locked and loaded. Drip fed and bloated. Our trigger fingers snagged
In the mouse of the moment

Turn the lights off on us, like a moth left in the cold. In the dark, begging for
When the urgency strikes you, you'd better not lose nerve
It's the that the cockroaches get at the end of the world. It's alright
There's a pail by the bed if you need one, but you're doing fine
When in Rome we do as the Romans, when in Hell we do shots at the bar

call, kill it

We don't think in of the morning afters
And we don't a single word of the night befores
In the meantime we're just thoughtless incessant apparatus
and lonelier than the last man standing
It doesn't get any better this so run like Hell

This is a rock and takeover
Living each day one night at a
There were fucks, there was blood
You should have been by my side
This is passion, this is red denial
I have no lover and she hasn't the prettiest eyes. Last call, it