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Lyrics

We’ve only reached the third day of our seven-day binge
And I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips
We’ve only reached the third day of a seven-day binge
I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips

I can’t decide if you’re wearing me out or wearing me well
I just feel like I’m condemned to wear someone else’s hell
We’ve only reached the third day of our seven-day binge
I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips

I’ve got bullets, in the booth
Rather be your victim, than be with you
I got bullets, in the Boothe
Rather be your victim, than be with you

I’ve done reached the third day of a seven-day binge
I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips

I’d rather be your victim, than to be with you
Rather be your victim, than be with you

[Masquer]

Lyrics

I don’t know if I can open up
I’ve been opened enough
I don’t know if I can open up
I’m not a birthday present
I’m aggressive regressive
The past is over
And passive scenes so pathetic

Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?
Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?

I’m feeling stoned and alone like a heretic
And I’m ready to meet my maker
I’m feeling stoned and alone like a heretic
I’m ready to meet my maker
Lazarus has got no dirt on me
Lazarus has got no dirt on me
And I’ll rise to every occasion
I’m the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles
Of Los Angeles

Don’t know if I can open up
I been opened too much
Double-crossed glossed over in my pathos

Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?
Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?

I’m feeling stoned and alone like a heretic
And I’m ready to meet my maker
I feel stoned and alone like a heretic
I’m ready to meet my maker
Lazarus has got no dirt on me
Lazarus has got no dirt on me
And I’ll rise to every occasion
I’m the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles
Of Los Angeles

Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?
Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?

I’m feeling stoned and alone like a heretic
And I’m ready to meet my maker
I’m feeling stoned and alone like a heretic
I’m ready to meet my maker

I’m feeling stoned and alone like a heretic
And I’m ready to meet my maker
I’m feeling stoned and alone like a heretic
I’m ready to meet my maker
Lazarus has got no dirt on me
Lazarus has got no dirt on me
And I’ll rise to every occasion
I’m the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles
Of Los Angeles

I’m the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles

[Masquer]

Lyrics

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Pound me the witch drums

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

I’m a coat of fists
Dead and hardened spiders
Like two mangled crowns
Or the widest of the meanest coiled snakes

Folks said I
Look like death
Lived in the hotel of my eyes
Lives wide open like a whore
Painted in spit from the earth between her thighs

Keep your halos tight,
I’m your God or your guardian
Keep your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine

Because now
Cupid carries a gun
Now, now
Cupid, Cupid carries a gun

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Pound me the witch drums

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

She had those crow black eyes
Starless, but she fucks
Like a comet
Laid as still as a Bible
And it felt like Revelations when I looked inside

Keep your halos tight,
I’m your God or your guardian
Keep your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine

Keep your halos tight,
I’m your God or your guardian
Keep your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine

Because now
Cupid carries a gun
Now, now
Cupid, Cupid carries a gun

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums

Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

Pound me the witch drums

[Masquer]

Lyrics

[Verse 1:]
You want to know what Zeus said to Narcissus?
« You’d better watch yourself »
You want to know what Zeus said to Narcissus?
« You’d better watch yourself »
« You’d better watch yourself »
Yeah

[Verse 2:]
It’s like a stranger had a key, came inside of my mind
And moved all my things around
But he didn’t know snakes can’t kneel or prey
Try to break the psyche down
Yeah

[Pre-Chorus:]
It’s as if my feathers were wax
And your artillery lead
Do you like our bed?
Do you like our bed?

[Chorus:]
Deep six, six, six feet deep
Deep six, six, six feet deep
Yeah

[Verse 2]

[Pre-Chorus x2]

[Chorus]

[Verse 1]

[Bridge 4x:]
Love is evil
Con is confidence
Eros is sore
Sin is sincere

Sin is sincere
Sin is sincere
Sin is sincere

[Chorus]

[Verse 1]

[Masquer]

Lyrics

See these eyes so green
I can stare for a thousand years
Colder than the moon

It’s been so long

Feel my blood enraged
It’s just the fear of losing you
Don’t you know my name
Well, you been so long
And I’ve been putting out fire
With gasoline

See these eyes so red
Red like jungles burning bright
Those who feel me near
Pull the blinds and change their minds
It’s been so long
It’s been so long

Still this pulsing night
A plague I call a heartbeat
Just be still with me
Ya wouldn’t believe what I’ve been thru
You’ve been so long
Well it’s been so long
And I’ve been putting out fire with gasoline
Putting out fire with gasoline

See these tears so blue
An ageless heart that can never mend
These tears can never dry
A judgement made can never bend
See these eyes so green
Yeah, I could stare for a thousand years
Just be still with me
You wouldn’t believe what I’ve been thru

Yeah, you’ve been so long
Well, it’s been so long
And I’ve been putting out fire with gasoline
Putting out fire with gasoline
It’s been so long
It’s been so long
It’s been so long
It’s been so long
It’s been so long
It’s been so long
I’ve been putting out fire
(It’s been so long)
It’s been so long
(It’s been so long)
I’ve been putting out fire
(It’s been so long)
It’s been so long, so long, so long
Been so long, so long, so long
Been so long, so long, so long
Been so long, so long, so long
Been so long
Been so long, so long, so long
(I’ve been putting out fire)
Gasoline
Been so long, so long, so long
(I’ve been putting out fire)
With gasoline
Been so long, so long, so long
I’ve been putting out fire
Been so long, so long, so long
Gasoline
Been so long, so long, so long
Been so long, so long, so long
Been so long, so long, so long
It’s been so long
Been so long, so long, so long
(I’ve been putting out fire)
It’s been so long
Been so long, so long, so long
(I’ve been putting out fire)
Been so long, so long, so long
(I’ve been putting out fire)
Been so long, so long, so long
Been so long, so long, so long
Been so long, so long, so long
Been so long, so long, so long

[Masquer]