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The Grudge `Tool`

The Grudge Wear the grudge like a crown of negativity. Calculate what we will or will not tolerate. Desperate to control all and everything. Unable to forgive your scarlet lettermen.

GRUDGE `Anne-Marie`

probably say I'm sorry with my fingers crossed 'Cause when I commit, I get away with it You can tell me all your problems, I won't give a shit (Hm) My therapist said, "Keep calm and don't react" And the

the grudge `Olivia Rodrigo`

from you and my entire world was changed Trust that you betrayed, confusion that still lingers You took everything I loved and crushed it in between your fingers And I doubt you ever think about the

Grudge Music `Every Time I Die`

Deaf blind granite block content to graze with familiar stock A local lard not an english black we don't venture into the fog Homeward bound and gagged not twenty steps from the door Dispensable as cooks

This Grudge `Alanis Morissette`

Who's the one that's stuck? Who's it torturing now with an antique knot in her stomach?

The Patient `Tool`

The Patient A groan of tedium escapes me, Startling the fearful. Is this a test? It has to be, Otherwise I can't go on. Draining patience, drain vitality.

The Pot `Tool`

The Pot Who are you to wave your finger? Ya' must have been out your hair. Eye hole deep in muddy waters. You practically raised the dead. Rob the grave, to snow the cradle.

10,000 Days `Tool`

10,000 Days (Wings Pt. 2) We listen to the tales and romanticize, how we follow the path of the hero.

LED ZEPPELIN VERSION `Tool`

Close the door, put out the light. No, they won't be home tonight. The snow falls hard and don't you know? The winds of Thor are blowing cold.

Lateralis `Tool`

As below, so above and beyond, I imagine drawn beyond the lines of reason. Push the envelope. Watch it bend. Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.

Schism `Tool`

Schism I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away Mildewed and smoldering. Fundamental differing.

Vicarious `Tool`

Vicarious Eye on the TV 'cause tragedy thrills me Whatever flavour It happens to be like; Killed by the husband Drowned by the ocean Shot by his own son She used the poison in his tea And

Demon Cleaner `Tool`

I've got the demons within I've got to brush them all away I feel the demon's rage I must clean them all away Yeah, yeah...

Muhammad My Friend `Tool`

Muhammad my friend, it's time to tell the world We both know it was a girl back in Bethlehem And on that fateful day when she was crucified She wore Shiseido Red and we drank tea by her side Sweet

Disgustipated `Tool`

And the angel of the lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of slumber. And took me on high, and higher still until we moved to the spaces betwixt the air itself.

Sweat `Tool`

The sun is burning hot again on the hunter and the fisherman, and he's trying to remember when, but it makes him dizzy. Seems like I've been here before. Seems so familiar.

Flood `Tool`

Here comes the water. All I knew and all I believed are crumbling images that no longer comfort me. I scramble to reach higher ground, some order and sanity, or something to comfort me.

Faaip de Oiad `Tool`

[chokes] I've kind of been running across the country. Damn, I don't know where to start, they're, they're gonna, um, they'll triangulate on this position really soon.

Lost Keys `Tool`

Lost Keys [Here is the conversation that takes place between the Nurse and the Doctor, and eventually the Doctor and the Patient.] Lost Keys [voices fading in] [Nurse:] Excuse me? Doctor?

Reflection `Tool`

Reflection I have come curiously close to the end, down Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole, Defeated, I concede and Move closer I may find comfort here I may find peace within the emptiness

Hooker with a Penis `Tool`

I met a boy wearing Vans, 501s, and a Dope Beastie t, nipple rings, and New tattoos that claimed that he Was OGT, From '92, The first EP.

ENGLISH `Tool`

One knifetip Turkish hash Half a pound butter One teaspoon vanilla-sugar Half a pound flour 150 g ground nuts A little extra powdered sugar ... and no eggs Place in a bowl Add butter Add the

Rosetta Stoned `Tool`

I might need as I approach site area 51 contemplating the hoax. Of people thinking we just took a flaming Stale banana-split-the-skylight.

Jambi `Tool`

Jambi Here from the king's mountain view Here from the wild dream come true Feast like a sultan I do On treasures and flesh, never few. But I, I would wish it all away.

Right In Two `Tool`

Right In Two Angels on the sideline, Puzzled and amused. Why did Father give these humans free will? Now they're all confused.

Undertow `Tool`

I've been struck dumb by a voice that speaks from deep beneath the cold black water. It's twice as clear as heaven, and twice as loud as reason.

Third eye `Tool`

On my back and tumbling Down that hole and back again Rising up And wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye. In... Out... In... Out... In... Out...

Spasm `Tool`

My, Out of my mind My life, I My mind, out of my mind My life, I So confident so, self obsessed no Compromise no, self obsessed no My...mind, out of my mind As you stare into the water

Eulogy `Tool`

Standing above the crowd, He had a voice that was strong and loud. We'll miss him. Ranting and pointing his finger At everything but his heart. We'll miss him.

Bottom `Tool`

My piss and moans are the fuel that set my head on fire. So smell my soul burning. I'm broken, looking up to see the enemy. I have swallowed the poison you feed me ...