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Track 6: Metal Now
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LYRICS
Album:
Disc number:
2
Track number:
6
Lyrics:
Metal Now
I wanna rob you of your game face
So I can cower beneath your words
Cause I'm a freak from the same place
Let suicide make a meal for birds
Into your heart, I've got the dagger;
The metaphor will suffice for now
Get in my bed, I wanna kill you;
Show you mine if you show me how
I get angry when you're around
I get nasty when you're around
She slit her wrists for attention in 1996
She slit her wrists listening to live through this
So here I am, will you deny me?
Metal now, but I've always been
Lets make a toast, lets do the oil spill
Let the seagulls pick out the sins
I want it now, I want the danger
Give me strength and I'll give you wings
I get angry when you're around
I get nasty when you're around
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