<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307985</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:42:01.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics Page</title><subtitle type='html'>Drunk On The Cutt Lyric Page</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Castrating Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00432023381482793623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307985.post-109283634976744242</id><published>2004-08-18T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T21:39:09.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christine</title><content type='html'>Christine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine, when I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I only see a better light&lt;br /&gt;With you by my side&lt;br /&gt;And i know&lt;br /&gt;Just how much you can hold&lt;br /&gt;So just be my guide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you won't ever know&lt;br /&gt;How much I love you so&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could change, I grow&lt;br /&gt;Older day by day for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine, when I see your pearly whites&lt;br /&gt;I just know that I want you&lt;br /&gt;And i know that you'll never ever show&lt;br /&gt;The side of sadness that just grows in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you could see&lt;br /&gt;The better side of me&lt;br /&gt;And i just wanna kiss, your soft tender lips today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know I love you so&lt;br /&gt;I know you know that I won't go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-109283634976744242?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/109283634976744242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307985&amp;postID=109283634976744242' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/109283634976744242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/109283634976744242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/2004/08/christine.html' title='Christine'/><author><name>The Castrating Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00432023381482793623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307985.post-109283590987879721</id><published>2004-08-18T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T21:31:49.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter Just For You</title><content type='html'>Letter Just For You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the letter&lt;br /&gt;I Should have&lt;br /&gt;Wrote To You&lt;br /&gt;A  long time ago&lt;br /&gt;Wrote to you&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago&lt;br /&gt;I know that you've&lt;br /&gt;Been Waiting&lt;br /&gt;For me to come&lt;br /&gt;Back Home&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me&lt;br /&gt;To come back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll Finally Say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't take away all this pain&lt;br /&gt;But I still come running back to you&lt;br /&gt;Still come running back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not&lt;br /&gt;Worth it right&lt;br /&gt;But you keep me safe&lt;br /&gt;At home tonight&lt;br /&gt;You keep me safe&lt;br /&gt;At home tonight&lt;br /&gt;I know you've got&lt;br /&gt;Other plans&lt;br /&gt;But you still watch me&lt;br /&gt;Grow into a man&lt;br /&gt;You still watch me&lt;br /&gt;Grow into a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll Finally Say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-109283590987879721?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/109283590987879721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307985&amp;postID=109283590987879721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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key,&lt;br /&gt;To an amputated leg,&lt;br /&gt;Filling me with so much hate,&lt;br /&gt;An open bad, secrets revealed,&lt;br /&gt;A tensioned state, a killer’s thrill,&lt;br /&gt;Twisted roots rooting to the ground,&lt;br /&gt;Autumn falls without a sound,&lt;br /&gt;Warm hearts open, cuts are sealed,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for another kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;The sand still falls from this hand&lt;br /&gt;Flowers blooming to a man&lt;br /&gt;The ice age froze in a galactic pose&lt;br /&gt;Dilated pupils of a man who only knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Grated meat falls, like an ocean of blood&lt;br /&gt;A psychotic killer often the stud&lt;br /&gt;A rainbow sing, meets many a gay&lt;br /&gt;Like a herd of sheep, left astray&lt;br /&gt;But a wolf’s waiting, with a knife in his back&lt;br /&gt;Defecated images of an unopened sack&lt;br /&gt;Those secrets revealed might blind the truth&lt;br /&gt;And the actual player is, it is YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Cut Those Wrists!&lt;br /&gt;Into&amp;nbsp;A Tank!&lt;br /&gt;Marching Up!&lt;br /&gt;This Stupid Rank&lt;br /&gt;The Weather IS SUCH A BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-109119764667535880?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/109119764667535880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307985&amp;postID=109119764667535880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/109119764667535880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/109119764667535880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/2004/07/weather-is-such-bitch.html' title='The Weather Is Such a Bitch'/><author><name>The Castrating Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00432023381482793623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307985.post-109024773295467884</id><published>2004-07-19T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T22:35:32.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waiting For You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I knew you for just a while before you left &lt;br /&gt;You were young and full of happiness, I wish I could hear you laugh &lt;br /&gt;And&amp;nbsp;I wonder where you're hanging out now that you're somewhere else &lt;br /&gt;Someplace sweeter, someplace better, someplace far away from us&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;When you're gone/but you sleep forever now &lt;br /&gt;When you're gone/I am waiting for you/it's hard to go on &lt;br /&gt;When you're gone/but you sleep forever now &lt;br /&gt;When you're gone/I am waiting for you/it's hard to go on &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I'm finding things so different now, &lt;br /&gt;Bittersweet and funny how &lt;br /&gt;Things have turned out unexpectedly &lt;br /&gt;And you notice how I'm counting down &lt;br /&gt;All the days and nights from now &lt;br /&gt;Till the day I see you eventually&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;When you're gone/but you sleep forever now &lt;br /&gt;When you're gone/I am waiting for you/it's hard to go on &lt;br /&gt;When you're gone/but you sleep forever now &lt;br /&gt;When you're gone/I am waiting for you/it's hard to go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-109024773295467884?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/109024773295467884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307985&amp;postID=109024773295467884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/109024773295467884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/109024773295467884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/2004/07/waiting-for-you.html' title='Waiting For You'/><author><name>The Castrating Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00432023381482793623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307985.post-108862387973939524</id><published>2004-07-01T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T03:34:59.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You just Suck and You know IT!</title><content type='html'>You just Suck and You know IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a no good cheating&lt;br /&gt;Little Poser&lt;br /&gt;With the intention getting me&lt;br /&gt;Hurt again, life before&lt;br /&gt;And you think that you&lt;br /&gt;And your little tricks&lt;br /&gt;Will  make me into some &lt;br /&gt;Little toy for you?&lt;br /&gt;NOT THIS TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just SUCK and you know it&lt;br /&gt;You just SUCK and you know it&lt;br /&gt;You just suck, you just suck&lt;br /&gt;You just suck and you know it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just SUCK and you know it&lt;br /&gt;You just SUCK and you know it&lt;br /&gt;you just suck, You just suck&lt;br /&gt;Won't ever be your pet duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name is Manis&lt;br /&gt;I won't say it&lt;br /&gt;Cause i'm not like you&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Hearts&lt;br /&gt;You try so hard &lt;br /&gt;To be cool&lt;br /&gt;I guess you succeed at that&lt;br /&gt;Maybe NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you and your wide eyes&lt;br /&gt;Think you can get me,&lt;br /&gt;Hell no, Not This Time!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not like that&lt;br /&gt;You know that i really like you&lt;br /&gt;but you crushed it all by having&lt;br /&gt;that Romeo on your site!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm falling into your trap&lt;br /&gt;No more, I'm out.&lt;br /&gt;Your a heart breaker and you&lt;br /&gt;never wanted more but i did&lt;br /&gt;want to score&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't ever be played&lt;br /&gt;Won't ever stay the same&lt;br /&gt;Won't ever be played&lt;br /&gt;I'm not your stupid game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-108862387973939524?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/108862387973939524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307985&amp;postID=108862387973939524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108862387973939524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108862387973939524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/2004/07/you-just-suck-and-you-know-it.html' title='You just Suck and You know IT!'/><author><name>The Castrating Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00432023381482793623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307985.post-108826359404074875</id><published>2004-06-26T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T23:26:34.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interlude 16</title><content type='html'>Interlude 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want you&lt;br /&gt;to say sorry&lt;br /&gt;it does nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;i want you&lt;br /&gt;to keep trying&lt;br /&gt;don't sit there and let us fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in my life&lt;br /&gt;i've been searching&lt;br /&gt;for something that's pure and true&lt;br /&gt;in my life&lt;br /&gt;i've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;for someone as good as you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't give up&lt;br /&gt;don't give up&lt;br /&gt;don't give up&lt;br /&gt;don't give up&lt;br /&gt;don't give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-108826359404074875?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/108826359404074875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307985&amp;postID=108826359404074875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108826359404074875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108826359404074875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/2004/06/interlude-16.html' title='Interlude 16'/><author><name>The Castrating Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00432023381482793623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307985.post-108800869803702105</id><published>2004-06-24T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T00:38:40.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey There</title><content type='html'>Hey There&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there.&lt;br /&gt;Don't look at me like that because it's&lt;br /&gt;Not Fair&lt;br /&gt;One day you're smiling at me, now you&lt;br /&gt;Don't care&lt;br /&gt;What did i do to you that was so wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t hurt me again&lt;br /&gt;With the words I’ve heard all before&lt;br /&gt;Understand that&lt;br /&gt;Don’t wanna get hurt no more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I got here&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused and it's not clear&lt;br /&gt;If you're standing near&lt;br /&gt;And it’s too late, and she’s upset&lt;br /&gt;Don’t Pin it one me, it’s no my fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t hurt me again&lt;br /&gt;With the words I’ve heard all before&lt;br /&gt;Understand that&lt;br /&gt;Don’t wanna get hurt no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had enough, of your foolish games&lt;br /&gt;You think that I can remain the same?&lt;br /&gt;You silly girl, I have changed&lt;br /&gt;  And now I’m free from this pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-108800869803702105?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/108800869803702105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307985&amp;postID=108800869803702105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108800869803702105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108800869803702105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/2004/06/hey-there.html' title='Hey There'/><author><name>The Castrating Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00432023381482793623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307985.post-108800851667959116</id><published>2004-06-24T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T00:35:16.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Hours, 2 Days</title><content type='html'>3 Hours, 2 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hours, 2 days&lt;br /&gt;Til I call you again&lt;br /&gt;I sense the fear&lt;br /&gt;Of becoming your best friend&lt;br /&gt;You start to drift&lt;br /&gt;Away… From my life&lt;br /&gt;I want you back&lt;br /&gt;Cause you make me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are You Satisfied?&lt;br /&gt;You made me ‘die’&lt;br /&gt;Can you come back&lt;br /&gt;To my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid&lt;br /&gt;You know I like you&lt;br /&gt;I think about you &lt;br /&gt;Each and Everyday&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a poet&lt;br /&gt;I’m not anything&lt;br /&gt;I’m just a lover&lt;br /&gt;Just an ordinary man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-108800851667959116?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/108800851667959116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307985&amp;postID=108800851667959116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108800851667959116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108800851667959116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/2004/06/3-hours-2-days.html' title='3 Hours, 2 Days'/><author><name>The Castrating Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00432023381482793623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307985.post-108800844240256438</id><published>2004-06-24T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T00:34:02.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face Down</title><content type='html'>Face Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow lines are flashing&lt;br /&gt;Over Me Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Times Are Changing like&lt;br /&gt;The distant cloudy tides&lt;br /&gt;Open Up that door please&lt;br /&gt;Let Me In Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Please Don’t Leave Me&lt;br /&gt;Please Don’t Leave Me Behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face Down &lt;br /&gt;On the cornerstone&lt;br /&gt;Of the Floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face Down&lt;br /&gt;One the flattered streets&lt;br /&gt;To take the fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t cry a tear&lt;br /&gt;Over Me&lt;br /&gt;I have left, have left&lt;br /&gt;So finally see &lt;br /&gt;No turning back now&lt;br /&gt;That is only just a dream&lt;br /&gt;Run away, Run away &lt;br /&gt;To believe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-108800844240256438?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/108800844240256438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307985&amp;postID=108800844240256438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108800844240256438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108800844240256438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/2004/06/face-down.html' title='Face Down'/><author><name>The Castrating Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00432023381482793623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307985.post-108783675043292074</id><published>2004-06-22T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T00:53:16.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Zipper Song</title><content type='html'>The Zipper Song &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! My zipper's stuck&lt;br /&gt;and I can't find a way to cover up&lt;br /&gt;Oh no!!! My zipper's stuck!&lt;br /&gt;and I can't find a way to cover up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking along the street&lt;br /&gt;Glancing down at peoples feet&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that something's just not right! (holy sh*t!)&lt;br /&gt;(What's this thing?!) Why's it sticking out my pants?&lt;br /&gt;(See my weiner!!) I mean no offence!&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to wear my boxers so I freeballed all the way,&lt;br /&gt;Now my zipper's stuck and people see how I am hung all day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! My zipper's stuck&lt;br /&gt;and I can't find a way to cover up&lt;br /&gt;Oh no!!! My zipper's stuck!&lt;br /&gt;and I can't find a way to cover up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pen*s flapping in the breeze&lt;br /&gt;Shaking like my car keys&lt;br /&gt;I guess i should've really shaved&lt;br /&gt;Cause now I'm fucking full of pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! My zipper's stuck&lt;br /&gt;and I can't find a way to cover up&lt;br /&gt;Oh no!!! My zipper's stuck!&lt;br /&gt;and I can't find a way to cover up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! My zipper's stuck&lt;br /&gt;and I can't find a way to cover up&lt;br /&gt;Oh no!!! My zipper's stuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find a way to cover up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-108783675043292074?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/108783675043292074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307985&amp;postID=108783675043292074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108783675043292074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108783675043292074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/2004/06/zipper-song.html' title='The Zipper Song'/><author><name>The Castrating Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00432023381482793623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307985.post-108741237830642825</id><published>2004-06-17T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T21:05:10.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Phone Conversation</title><content type='html'>Just Another Phone Conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I just called to say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;Actually I called because&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear you talking again&lt;br /&gt;Your voice is intoxicating&lt;br /&gt;A goodnight from you&lt;br /&gt;Make this a great night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she has a grab&lt;br /&gt;On my soul&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I think about her&lt;br /&gt;Is to only be with her now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I called to say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;But my plan is screwed up now&lt;br /&gt;You got me and  I am weak somehow&lt;br /&gt;I Like You but I know I can’t&lt;br /&gt;Touch that face cause I’ll feel outta place&lt;br /&gt;I remember the chat we had bout random shit&lt;br /&gt;And I am so addicted to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-108741237830642825?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/108741237830642825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307985&amp;postID=108741237830642825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108741237830642825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108741237830642825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/2004/06/just-another-phone-conversation.html' title='Just Another Phone Conversation'/><author><name>The Castrating Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00432023381482793623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307985.post-108723666238643459</id><published>2004-06-15T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T02:15:35.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need You</title><content type='html'>I Need You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your shining hair&lt;br /&gt;Glistening in the sun&lt;br /&gt;Ooh baby come here to me&lt;br /&gt;The salt on your lips&lt;br /&gt;The heat is beating down&lt;br /&gt;Ooh baby come here to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;Your sweat dripping down&lt;br /&gt;Come baby, come here to me&lt;br /&gt;A brush of your skin&lt;br /&gt;The scent of you near&lt;br /&gt;Come baby, come here now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft unto me&lt;br /&gt;Eternally &lt;br /&gt;Now I can see you nearing&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby please&lt;br /&gt;You know I care!&lt;br /&gt;I feel my passions burning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now! Music plays&lt;br /&gt;Hold your gaze&lt;br /&gt;Stare me down in your love and&lt;br /&gt;Now! In this place&lt;br /&gt;Let's embrace&lt;br /&gt;And up above I'll sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-108723666238643459?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/108723666238643459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307985&amp;postID=108723666238643459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108723666238643459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108723666238643459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-need-you.html' title='I Need You'/><author><name>The Castrating Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00432023381482793623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307985.post-108723662431555830</id><published>2004-06-15T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T02:10:24.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>Your gaze, it fills me up with&lt;br /&gt;Joy and sadness, good and badness&lt;br /&gt;I feel my head is bursting&lt;br /&gt;With some love and lots of madness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 doses of white roses&lt;br /&gt;And a dozen gypsie poses&lt;br /&gt;I'm focused but life closes&lt;br /&gt;On me like a nice Jehovah's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took my broken heart and&lt;br /&gt;Put the blame on me&lt;br /&gt;I've loved you for so long but&lt;br /&gt;Soon you'll wait and see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;Auf Wiedersehen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known you for so long, you&lt;br /&gt;Still surprise me when I'm gone and&lt;br /&gt;Impatient jealousy grows&lt;br /&gt;Slowly like a waiting yawn and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm jaded, irritated&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you're complicated&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated, OOO I hate it&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we just get X-Rated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-108723662431555830?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/108723662431555830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307985&amp;postID=108723662431555830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108723662431555830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108723662431555830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/2004/06/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>The Castrating Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00432023381482793623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307985.post-108723630049182331</id><published>2004-06-15T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T02:25:40.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarity</title><content type='html'>Clarity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of your time is spent apart&lt;br /&gt;Most of our year we're far&lt;br /&gt;Intense is the word that comes to mind&lt;br /&gt;whenever we're back together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whe I saw you from across the yard&lt;br /&gt;One look and you took my heart&lt;br /&gt;It's content being in its place&lt;br /&gt;But it feels it's tethered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't kow how she feels about that&lt;br /&gt;If she's sad, if she's mad, if she's glad&lt;br /&gt;But I do know the feeling of wating and&lt;br /&gt;Waiting and falling so slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking your heart is lke&lt;br /&gt;Breaking a glass ; I get&lt;br /&gt;Cut by the shards, I get&lt;br /&gt;Cut by the past so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;Please (I don't know, I don't know, I don't know and it's killing me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE! (I don't know, I don't know, I don't know and it's killing me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Getting Clear&lt;br /&gt;It's Getting Clear (I'm an evolver)&lt;br /&gt;It's Getting Clear&lt;br /&gt;It's Getting Clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-108723630049182331?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/108723630049182331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307985&amp;postID=108723630049182331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108723630049182331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108723630049182331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/2004/06/clarity.html' title='Clarity'/><author><name>The Castrating Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00432023381482793623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307985.post-108723369777296027</id><published>2004-06-15T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T01:21:37.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psycho Rock N Roll</title><content type='html'>Psycho Rock N Roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken glass, the smoky mist,&lt;br /&gt;The house seems dead, but there’s something living under it&lt;br /&gt;The open door leads to a crypt,&lt;br /&gt;Where creepy crawlies are in the pit&lt;br /&gt;A sudden slam chills my spine&lt;br /&gt;My heart starts racing, and then I see a light&lt;br /&gt;A distant shadow on the wall&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself not to be  afraid at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the Psycho Rock N Roll&lt;br /&gt;Takes away my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fearsome ghouls have mean stares&lt;br /&gt;Their rotting bodies stink the air&lt;br /&gt;Their quiet limping shakes the ground&lt;br /&gt;I stand and stare without making a sound&lt;br /&gt;One of these ghouls pull a guitar&lt;br /&gt;The lead screamer yells from afar&lt;br /&gt;Like Crazy misfits, they rock their heads&lt;br /&gt;This psycho music awakes the dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-108723369777296027?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307985.post-108723359446375176</id><published>2004-06-15T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T01:19:54.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grinding Coconut</title><content type='html'>Grinding Coconut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are getting weary&lt;br /&gt;The air is getting thin&lt;br /&gt;The sweat evolves around me&lt;br /&gt;It’s dripping from my chin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Mo Yeah Mo Yeah (x4 slowly)&lt;br /&gt;Mo MO MO MO MO YEAH (x4 after the actual)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and breathe in deeply&lt;br /&gt;Open Up Your Heart&lt;br /&gt;Think about the only joy in your life cause&lt;br /&gt;We made it thus far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 3&lt;br /&gt;It’s time to say goodbye now&lt;br /&gt;Cause this is our last song&lt;br /&gt;To make this very special now&lt;br /&gt;Please, Please sing along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 4&lt;br /&gt;I feel the spirit in me&lt;br /&gt;Hasn’t left so I’m alive&lt;br /&gt;The Rasta spirit for the Marley&lt;br /&gt;Will live on for a long long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mo Yeah Mo Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-108723359446375176?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/108723359446375176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307985&amp;postID=108723359446375176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108723359446375176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108723359446375176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/2004/06/grinding-coconut.html' title='Grinding Coconut'/><author><name>The Castrating Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00432023381482793623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307985.post-108723347691115603</id><published>2004-06-15T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T01:18:07.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Worst Thing, Comes Hope</title><content type='html'>For The Worst Thing Comes Hope&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this dream&lt;br /&gt;Has fallen apart&lt;br /&gt;Fuck Everything&lt;br /&gt;It is so hard&lt;br /&gt;I can’t taste&lt;br /&gt;The Fruits of this world&lt;br /&gt;Precipitate &lt;br /&gt;Into the worst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to see&lt;br /&gt;Just one true dream&lt;br /&gt;That’ll make me see&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crummy chords&lt;br /&gt;From this guitar&lt;br /&gt;Makes me at ease&lt;br /&gt;Like a mount up far&lt;br /&gt;Beneath these winds&lt;br /&gt;A voice then grows&lt;br /&gt;To irritate &lt;br /&gt;This tortured soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it’s time &lt;br /&gt;To take the fall&lt;br /&gt;Lost everything&lt;br /&gt;Lost it all&lt;br /&gt;Like a blind man seeks&lt;br /&gt;Of a lonely street&lt;br /&gt;I know nothing&lt;br /&gt;For I am to small&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-108723347691115603?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307985.post-108723342702487240</id><published>2004-06-15T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T01:17:07.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fasify Effect</title><content type='html'>Falsify Effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, we’re back&lt;br /&gt;With a brand new band.&lt;br /&gt; Now it’s time to get us some&lt;br /&gt; Brand new fans.&lt;br /&gt;Won’t take us long to realize,&lt;br /&gt;The time we have with us&lt;br /&gt; Have soon gone by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, We’ve got it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Cents to spend at &lt;br /&gt;The corner Store,&lt;br /&gt;Get a dollar to get yourself &lt;br /&gt;Fucked once more,&lt;br /&gt;Is this some fucked up&lt;br /&gt;Growing trend,&lt;br /&gt;Won’t take it no more&lt;br /&gt; It’s got to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve come to the end&lt;br /&gt;Of this song,&lt;br /&gt;Everybody please&lt;br /&gt;Sing Along,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t try to fucking &lt;br /&gt;Label us that,&lt;br /&gt; This genre is called&lt;br /&gt;Falsify Effect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-108723342702487240?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/108723342702487240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307985&amp;postID=108723342702487240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108723342702487240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307985/posts/default/108723342702487240'/><link 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that?&lt;br /&gt;Before we all go mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Jump up,&lt;br /&gt;Place my feet on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;And I won’t,&lt;br /&gt;Won’t make any sound,&lt;br /&gt;To try, to just go like,&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Hoa, Hoa, Ah, Hoa,&lt;br /&gt;It’s the Calypso Dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tequila shots run thru my veins,&lt;br /&gt;Makes me insane,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking bout dancing with the crowd,&lt;br /&gt;Who often speak to loud?&lt;br /&gt;To concentrate with showing my steps,&lt;br /&gt;It’s to the left,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll wait till the new band comes on,&lt;br /&gt;Like the sound of the horn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-108723335261507121?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/108723335261507121/comments/default' title='Post 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guess my heart will heal just in time.&lt;br /&gt;To think about other chores,&lt;br /&gt;Why must life be such a bore?&lt;br /&gt;Without you here sucks even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love forever is not too late&lt;br /&gt;To be together that can wait&lt;br /&gt;To love forever is not too late&lt;br /&gt;To live forever seems far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307985-108723329434297727?l=dotclyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotclyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/108723329434297727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307985&amp;postID=108723329434297727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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