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Music kept me sane
Music kept me sane
If it wasn't for the beat of a kick drum
I just might have killed someone
Music kept me sane
Music kept me sane
Music kept me sane
For the sound of electric guitar
You people don't know how lucky you are
To have music
It kept me sane
'Cause when the music stops, the voices start
When the music stops, the voices start
When the music stops, the voices start
The music, the music, the music kept me sane.
Music kept me sane
Music kept me sane
Oh, bass and a drumkit
Does more for me than a valium hit
Music kept me sane
'Cause when the music stops, the voices start
When the music stops, the voices start
When the music stops, the voices start
The music, the music, the music kept me sane.
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The long and boring road that leads to bed
Motorway enui
Grim monotony
Drudgery
Felony
I really ought to be home sleeping.
It's better to travel hopefully than to arrive, so someone said
Well, I say bollocks
I'd rather just get there
What's so sodding great about wasting so much precious time
Behind a wheel
Out on the road
My radio is broken and I've been through all my tapes
I'm bonded to this tarmac with no chance of escape
Until I reach the exit that is where my town awaits
I can finally get back home
It's 4 o'clock Sunday morning, my eyelids feel like lead
I'm trying to keep myself awake
I dice with mortal peril at one hundred miles an hour
Half asleep I'm rolling onwards
I've half an eye out for police and a quarter on the road
Driving over potholes, it's a mother load
Far too many miles 'till I can get myself unloaded
All alone and bloody tired.
Motorway enui, it ain't no way to be
I just want to see my bed
You can take your key to the highway and you can shove it up your arse
I just want to bang my head
The sun is shining in the sky as I make it to my door
I've been awake so long I can't remember what I stayed up for
Trying to stop myself from falling flat down on the floor
And my housemates are not my friends
My housemates are not my friends
My housemates are not my friends
My housemates are not my friends
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Against my skin it feels so good
Like I always dreamed it would
Leave behind a life so dull
I feel beautiful
Make me into something sweet
Let me feel the air beneath my feet
I'm flying now, I'm on the wing
I love everything
Desire
Desire
Desire could never be more satisfied
Emotions swell like never before
I've tasted freedom and I want more
My life will never be the same
Life's a party, life's a game
Desire
Desire
Desire could never be more satisfied
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If only they'd taught us
We'd have been happy
We'd have it easy
We'd have our perfect world
If only they'd reached us
We could be normal
We could be successful
In our normal world
If only we'd listened when they'd told us
If only we'd learned when they'd beaten us
If only we'd come to respect them and know our place
If only they'd taught us
We'd have had it made
A career, a family
A content existence
If only they'd reached us
It would be so easy
No need to cause trouble
No need to make waves
If only we'd worshiped the proper religion
If only we'd cursed all the right enemies
If only we'd trusted our betters and kept our reverence
If only we'd let them teach us
If only we'd let them teach us
If only we'd let them teach us
If only we'd let them teach us
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My gears have locked, my life won't start
My masterplan has fallen apart
The city bus don't come by no more
I'm sat at home feeling mighty sore
And it's all your fault!
You left me!
And you jinxed me!
I bet on a horse, it was an also-ran
My stash got busted by the man
I ain't got a job
I ain't got a hope
I ain't got squat
My life's a joke
And it's all your fault!
You left me!
And you jinxed me!
My clothes all stink and my hair's a mess
I can't even go out, I'm so bloody depressed
I'm out of J.D.
I'm out of style
I ain't been happy in too long a while
And it's all your fault!
You left me!
And you jinxed me!
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Excretia - Despair
04:27
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Despair has been my only friend
He never leaves me, he never ends
He shuts me off from a world that lies
He kills my love for a dream that dies
Despair protects me
He keeps me alive
He brings me tears that purify
Nobody can get me in his warm embrace
He lets me hide in another place
Despair has been my only companion
He lifts me up from so much carrion
He takes my blood and provides me aid
He gives morphine and a razorblade
Nobody can get me in his warm embrace
He lets me hide in another place
Despair
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(instrumental)
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Thinking of how I wish my life was
All grass is greener
All hills are nicer
Dark clouds swelling out from my mind fill the horizon
Or is it just me?
They say I should make more of my life
I should be out there
I should be somewhere
But no-one knows where
I need you to tell me frankly
What do you see?
Or is it just me?
What do they think of me
That they can't say to my face?
Sat here thinking too much as usual
It seems so normal
So why such pain?
Thinking my way out of the fool's paradise
Instead constructing my enlightened nightmare
I need you to tell me frankly
What do you see?
Or is it just me?
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Welcome to the landscape of my hereditary soul
Welcome to the landscape of my only human mind
Welcome to my embryonic mind of man
Welcome to the mirror that's reflecting you
I am just one child, all I know is what I want
I am just one child, all I know is what I see
I am just one child and this world is my playground
I'm your inner child
Deny me light
The dark is much more fun
Toy dolls falling to suit my whim
Innocent dreams of power within
My only care is to have fun
I just look after number one
Playful acts of destructive zeal
Things may break but nothing's real
In my mind it's all the same
In my mind it's all a game
Evil inner child
Evil inner child
Evil inner child
Yet innocent
Yet innocent
Try to tell me what use to me
Is such a thing as morality
Pain of others humours me
While I've no responsibility
Would you not rather be strong than weak?
Wouldn't you rather shout than speak?
My inner dream is to control
My inner dream
My inner goal
Evil inner child
Evil inner child
Evil inner child
Yet innocent
Yet innocent
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She's so young, she's so sweet, she's so inviting
She'd the cream, the wet dream of all her schoolmates
They're curious and so is she
She wants to know about what she's read in all the magazines
She's petite, so fit, so innocent
Jailbait party girl, but it's wearing thin
Her body is changing, her mind is expanding
Her history's building
Her life is closing in
They're so young, they're so strong, they're so inviting
What they want's what you flaunt
See where the power is?
They get so upset when you won't play ball
What, are you worried you might lose it all?
They're so drunk, they're so thick, they're yours to play with
Don't waste your time with trying to change them
Her body is changing, her mind is expanding
Her history's building
Her life is closing in
They're curious and so is she
She wants to know about what she's read in all the magazines
They're curious and so is she
She wants to know about what she's read in all the magazines
They're curious and so is she
She wants to know about what she's read in all the magazines
They're curious and so is she
She wants to know about what she's read in all the magazines
She's so young, she's so hot, so much potential
But such haste
What a waste
She should have more control
Her body is changing, her mind is expanding
Her history's building
Her life is closing in
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It's been said so many times it has to be true
You can never have your cake and eat it up too
Well that may be so but I've still got to try
I want to have my cake, eat it, taste it, share it, love it
I don't want to choose
I don't want to choose
I don't want to choose
You've got to hold fast, pin your colours to the mast
Don't change your game, stay the same as when they saw you last
Am I a boy or a girl?
How do I fit in this world?
Am I rich or poor, black or white, do I give up?
I don't want to choose
I don't want to choose
I don't want to choose
Do you think that I'm sick 'cause I don't deny the feelings I have inside?
Do you think I'm a freak 'cause I don't want to find a safe place to run and hide?
Do you think I'm a coward 'cause I don't want to fight for your ignorance?
When did freedom become such a dirty word?
The world isn't black, the world isn't white
They try to tell me that it is but I know it isn't right
It's a world of many colours, so much wonderful stuff
One life per person really isn't enough
I don't want to choose
I don't want to choose
I don't want to choose
Do you think that I'm sick 'cause I don't deny the feelings I have inside?
Do you think I'm a freak 'cause I don't want to find a safe place to run and hide?
Do you think I'm a coward 'cause I don't want to fight for your ignorance?
When did freedom become such a dirty word?
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I am Beelzebub, and I know your name!
I am Beelzebub, and I cause your pain!
I was with you in the schoolyard, when the kids all called you names
And they took your dinner money and picked you last in games
I was with you at your childbirth, your Mother hated you!
And I'll be right behind you, no matter what you do
I am Beelzebub, and I know your name!
I am Beelzebub, and I cause your pain!
I am Beelzebub and you won't escape me
I am Beelzebub, I hope you hate me.
I was with you at the disco when you couldn't get a date
I was with you at the buffet when you couldn't find a plate
You know you'll never get a break as long as I've a say
You're my special project, you'll never get away
I am Beelzebub, and I know your name!
I am Beelzebub, and I cause your pain!
I am Beelzebub and you won't escape me
I am Beelzebub, I hope you hate me.
And when the world is ending and there's fire in the sky
And you're looking at your past life
And you ask yourself, why?
Why was my life worthless?
Why was my life shit?
You want to know the answer?
Well, buster, I am it!
I am Beelzebub, and I know your name!
I am Beelzebub, and I cause your pain!
I am Beelzebub and you won't escape me
I am Beelzebub, I hope you hate me
There's nothing you can do
There's no way you can compensate
No light is shining through
While I control your fate
No blue skies up ahead
Just torment and dread
Don't think there's hope for you
'Cause I've got my eye on you
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(A statement of attitude - I'm going to tell you a story!)
I was walking down the road feeling happy and carefree
When an angry young man came up to me
And he said. "What give you the right to wear that expression?
Surely you must know it's a terrible world
With all its pain and heartache, misery and disease
And then I see you
Grinning, smiling
As if you've some right to enjoy yourself
Denied the rest of us
What do you have to say for yourself?"
I looked him squarely in the eye
I smiled disarmingly
And I told him my attitude
As summed up within the words to this song:
I'm smiling 'cause I don't care
I'm smiling 'cause I don't care
You can take your problems elsewhere
I'm smiling 'cause I don't care what you think.
For one moment this confused that angry young man
Then he said, "But doesn't it affect you when you turn on the news
And it's a parade of war and suffering and human misery
And we're all powerless to do anything about it
We have to leave it all to a bunch of politicians
Who I wouldn't trust to mend a fence, let alone a country
And we're supposed to be living in a democracy
But all that means is you have to vote in one set of sharks
So the other set of sharks won't get in
And everything's shit and everything's broken
And you don't seem to care about any of it
What on earth do you have to say for yourself?"
And I said, "Look!
I don't know what part of this is giving you trouble
But allow me to tell you my attitude
As summed up within the words to this song:
I'm smiling 'cause I don't care
I'm smiling 'cause I don't care
You can take your problems elsewhere
I'm smiling 'cause I don't care what you think.
But this angry young man just couldn't take a hint.
One more time he tried it on.
He said, "But don't you see..."
And with that I flipped.
There was a tussle between us
A flash of steel
A splash of crimson
And he crumpled to my feet.
And suddenly I felt a huge weight being lifted
As if all the problems of the world
That he'd tried to place on my shoulders over the last few minutes
Had melted away like snow
And in their place I was left feeling happy
I was left feeling free.
I went to carry on up the street
But something was obscuring my path.
I looked down to see what it was
And it was a human hand
Clutching
The final stages of rigor mortis having already begun
I've no idea whose leaving these things lying around
So I kicked it to one side and continued on my way
Singing softly to myself
My attitude
As summed up within the words to this song:
I'm smiling 'cause I don't care
I'm smiling 'cause I don't care
You can take your problems elsewhere
I'm smiling 'cause I don't care what you think.
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Kerry JK Northampton, UK
Gender and genre fluid singer-songwriter producing songs of identity, isolation and defiance incorporating jazz,
electronica, art rock, vocal looping, poetry and rock opera theatrics.
Be yourself, as yourself. There is no greater fulfilment, and no sweeter revenge.
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