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This goes Beyond me Beyond you A white room By a window Where the sun comes Through We are Just happy to serve Just happy to serve You

I woke up this morning Didn’t recognize the man in the mirror Then I laughed and I said, “Oh silly me, that’s just me” Then I proceeded to brush some stranger’s teeth But they were my teeth, and I was weightless Just quivering like some leaf come in the window of a restroom I couldn’t tell you what the hell it was supposed to mean But it was a Monday, no, a Tuesday No, a Wednesday, Thursday, Friday Then Saturday came around and I said "Who’s this stupid clown blocking the bathroom sink?" All he ever wanted was to be someone in life that was just like All I want is to just have fun, live my life like a son of a gun I could be one thousand miles away but still mean what I say Then I woke up one morning Didn’t recognize the man in the mirror Then I laughed and I said, “Oh silly me, that’s just me” Then I proceeded to not comb some stranger’s hair Never was my style But I couldn’t tell you what the hell it was supposed to mean Cause it was a Monday, no, a Tuesday No, a Wednesday, Thursday, Friday Then Saturday came around and I said “Who’s this stupid clown blocking the bathroom sink?” But he was sporting all my clothes I gotta say, pretty pimpin'

I was looking out the window about ten seconds ago when I noticed that My eyes were focused on nothing at all and nothing in my heart I might've drooled if a white bird hadn't caught my gaze That what's it like when you're in an empty phase I saw a girl closing a bakery alone, she had a broom and an apron on And her hair up, and all the chairs were up She looked at me through the cafe window And I looked at her through the tram window And somehow, somewhere in between, I found love with a broken dream Whispers of beauty, I barely heard and barely seen I saw a cloud, a breath of you, Expanding like the delicate breath of God across the water, That's what delicate God breaths do. I think it was oil, because it was in a puddle. Omniscient beings wouldn't choose to live in the gutter, Omnipotent ones would just get up and walk away, And if it were me I'd get up and walk right into your cafe, And I'd scream; Somewhere in between, I found love with a broken dream Whispers of beauty, I barely heard and barely seen

One night to be confused One night to speed up truth We had a promise made Four hands and then away Both under influence We had divine sense To know what to say Mind is a razor-blade To call for hands of above, to lean on Wouldn't be good enough for me, no One night of magic rush The start: a simple touch One night to push and scream And then relief Ten days of perfect tunes The colors red and blue We had a promise made We were in love To call for hands of above, to lean on Wouldn't be good enough for me, no To call for hands of above, to lean on Wouldn't be good enough for me, no

As through the pipes the waters fell down to the bottom of the well, in listless apathy I gazed at the cold waters … - as he bathed. I half behold that scenery and its most sensual masculinity. Yet, disappointment, oh, can't you see, is still the cause and the cardinal symptom of my sick, sad reality. Silver equals chill, but that suits me just fine. I'm shyly sipping water … while he drinks whole jugs of wine. He likes all kind of women, and I … I only HATE … men. He marvels at all things new to him … - and I only wait … for all things in this sick world … to end. The water pouring down his spine, caressed his strong physique, oh, so well-defined, calm like a rock he stands, oh, behold his beautiful body and soul a friendly God must have built this man to an all well-balanced whole. What sad bewilderment this brought, physical clearness, alas, still so much abhorred: an ancient ghost awoke and fiercely arose in me: it was that old, savage, yet half-forgotten ideal of perfect neutrality. Silver equals chill, but that suits me just fine. I'm shyly sipping water … while he drinks whole jugs of wine. He likes all kind of women, and I … I only HATE … men. He marvels at all things new to him … - and I only wait … for all things in this sick world … to end. I somewhat envy this naturally beautiful man, he never knew or encountered the hatred and shame that I bare. The doubt, the cloak of disgust and the all-devouring dread, and if I told him about it, he might only shake his head with kindly amused, melodious laughter, he then would perhaps merely smile at my … oh, so stupid silliness … and the BEAST that is raging inside. 

She confessed her love to me Then she vanished on the breeze Trying to hold on to that was just impossible She was more than beautiful Closer to etherial With a kind of down to earth flavor Close my eyes It's three in the afternoon Then I realize That she's really gone for good Anybody seen my baby Anybody seen her around Love has gone and made me blind I've looked but I just can't find She has gotten lost in the crowd I was flippin' magazines In that place on Mercer Street When I thought I spotted her Getting on a motor bike Looking rather lady like Didn't she just give me a wave? Salty tears It's three in the afternoon Has she disappeared Is she really gone for good Anybody seen my baby Anybody seen her around If I just close my eyes I reach out and touch the prize Anybody seen her around Anybody seen my baby Anybody seen her around If I just close my eyes I reach out and touch the prize Anybody seen her around Lost, lost and never found I must have called her a thousand times Sometimes I think she's just in my imagination Lost in the crowd

10, 20, 30, 40 Tell me that you wanna hold me Tell me that you wanna bore me Tell me that you gotta show me Tell me that you need to slowly Tell me that you're burning for me Tell me that you can't afford me Time to tell your dirty story Time turning over and over Time turning four leaf clover Betting on the bull in the heather 10, 20, 30, 40 Tell me that you wanna scold me Tell me that you a-dore me Tell me that you're famous for me Tell me that you're gonna score me Tell me that you gotta show me Tell me that you need to sorely Time to tell your love story Time turning over and over Time turning four leaf clover Betting on the bull in the heather

Sinner DC \ Alice

The Fall \ Big New Prinz

Girls Pissing on Girls Pissing \ Rainbow Islands

Meat Beat Manifesto \ Lurker

Dead Skeletons \ Gods DMT 13

The Rock And Roll Wall Of Death \ The Sun And The Shadows

EL VY \ Paul Is Alive

Fever Ray \ If I Had A Heart

The Japanese girl \ You Should Have Switches

Dope Body \ Obey