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

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

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 not lose your nerve
It's the rush the cockroaches get at the end of the world. It's alright
a pail by the bed if you need one, but you're doing just fine
When in Rome we shall do as the Romans, in Hell we do shots at the bar

call, kill it

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

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