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Ticks and Leeches `Tool`

Ticks and Leeches Suck and suck. Suckin up all you can, suckin up all you can suck. Workin up under my patience like a little tick. Fat little parasite. Suck me dry.

Ticks & Leeches `Tool`

Suck and suck. Suckin up all you can suckin up all you can suck. Workin up under my patience like a little tick. Fat little parasite. Suck me dry. My blood is bruised and borrowed.

Leeches `Pariso`

Staring at this shadow an image I'll forget It cloaks itself into many forms in every person I've met It finds it's home in everyone who stands alone Let's destroy our distractions and abolish our routines

Leeches `In Flames`

Leeches, like leeches, "In Ignorance We Trust" If you say this way I will take that way Fuel for the fire on which I thrive Spit me out, I'm glad I don't belong Save me the speech (I know) you'll be

LEECHES `Melanie Martinez`

Leeches surrounded, conscience is throbbing They can’t sleep at night, hold their pillows tight Caught in the river of tears that I cried Bountiful harvest, they flock to my garden Push their way inside

Leeches `slayer`

Leeches .

Leeches `Corrosion Of Conformity`

The leeches are speechless. Soon to be uncovered is the weight of fattened lamb. Broken wheel, smoking mirror, poison slight of hand. The leeches are speechless.

Verbal Abuse / Leeches `Slayer`

[Eric "Joie" Mastrokolas / Brett Dodwell / Roy Hansen] What do you expect I'm doing up here What's with you what's the problem You will always treat me obscene Who cares if they make sense You went and

Blue Ticks `Lunar Drifts, Sasha Dior`

We only talk in blue ticks and midnight texts 365 days a year Curled up in bed together Reminded me it was forever I was only a month ahead of you But falling six months faster than you You sing your eyes

Sweat `Tool`

I'm sweating, and breathing and staring and thinking and sinking deeper. It's almost like I'm swimming.

Forty-Six & 2 `Tool`

My shadow's Shedding skin and I've been picking Scabs again. I'm down Digging through My old muscles Looking for a clue.

46 and 2 `Tool`

I've been wallowing in my own chaotic And insecure delusions. I wanna feel the change consume me, Feel the outside turning in.

Intolerance `Tool`

See I want to believe you, and I want to trust and I want to have faith to put away the dagger. But you lie, cheat, and steal. And yet I tolerate you.

Cold and Ugly `Tool`

Underneath her skin and jewelry, hidden in her words and eyes is a wall that's cold and ugly and she's scared as hell. Trembling at the thought of feeling. Wide awake and keeping distance.

Undertow `Tool`

It's twice as clear as heaven, and twice as loud as reason. It's deep and rich like silt on a riverbed and just as undisturbing. the currents mouth below me opens up around me.

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

Bottom `Tool`

My will is eroded, and my desire stolen and it makes me feel ugly. I'm on my knees and burning. My piss and moans are the fuel that set my head on fire. So smell my soul burning.

Opiate `Tool`

Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow, what you need is someone strong to use you.. like me, like me. If you want to get your soul to heaven, trust in me . Don't judge or question.

Flood `Tool`

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.

Jerk-Off `Tool`

Someone told me once that there's a right and wrong, and that punishment would come to those who dare to cross the line. But it must not be true for jerk-offs like you.

Third eye `Tool`

It's bright and blue and shimmering. Grinning wide And comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes.

Lateralis `Tool`

red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me. lets me see. As below, so above and beyond, I imagine drawn beyond the lines of reason. Push the envelope. Watch it bend.

ENGLISH `Tool`

cup of powdered sugar One quarter teaspoo salt 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

jimmy `Tool`

What was it like to see The face of your own stability Suddenly look away Leaving you with the dead and hopeless? Eleven and she was gone. Eleven is when we waved good-bye.

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.

The Grudge `Tool`

Desperate to control all and everything. Unable to forgive your scarlet lettermen. Clutch it like a cornerstone. Otherwise it all comes down. Justify denials and grip 'em to the lonesome end.

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

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.

4 Degrees `Tool`

Get up and free yourself from yourself. Locked up inside you, like the calm beneath castles, is a cavern of treasures that noone has been to. Let's go digging.

Aenima `Tool`

Fret for your figure and Fret for your latte and Fret for your hairpiece and Fret for your lawsuit and Fret for your prozac and Fret for your pilot and Fret for your contract and Fret for your car