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Mercy
04:33
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I'm sittin' here in a prison cell
the smell of shit on the walls like a rotten veil
and all I want is to bring you close
and wrap my arms around your neck
The only thing I remember
about the last time we made love
is that I fucked you good and that I fucked you right
but now you fucked me worse cuz now I'm fucked for life
My skull is breaking open
take a look inside my hell
you'll see a shell of my former self
I'm broken
My body's drenched in their disease
My mind no longer belongs to me
I got a scar on my head
and a needle in my eye
they're wrapping words around my head
and taking me for a ride.
cuz I'm a slave to the man
they're makin' money off me in the slam
Mercy, oh mercy
My skull is breaking open
take a look inside my hell
you'll see a shell of my former self
I'm broken
Marching to the beat of snapping bones
never thought I'd love the taste of blood in the back of my throat
but you fed me a daily dose, force fed me insanity
now I'm begging for the delicacy of a quick and painless
Mercy, oh mercy
My skull is breaking open
take a look inside my hell
you'll see a shell of my former self
I'm broken
Mercy, oh mercy
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2. |
Wishing Well
04:44
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It came together right under her nose
they wrapped a pretty veil around her eyes
the world felt cool and strong under her toes
Build yourself in your bones cuz the rest degrades
they'll only love you till your intensity fades
Come taste there's none better than theirs
you'll love the frequent turns and stares
our days are numbered by our shadows
they'll love that pretty head
and they'll drag that pretty head to the gallows
Draped in a dress that stalks her skin
she threw her beauty in a wishing well never to be seen again
Now the world felt cold and heavy on her neck
Build yourself in your bones cuz the rest degrades
they'll only love you till your intensity fades
Come taste there's none better than theirs
you'll love the frequent turns and stares
our days are numbered by our shadows
they'll love that pretty head
and they'll drag that pretty head to the gallows
Everything is breaking down in spades
my ties to you are razor thin these days
a space to place our old regrets
a way to repay last night's debts
Come taste there's none better than theirs
you'll love the frequent turns and stares
our days are numbered by our shadows
they'll love that pretty head
and they'll drag that pretty head to the gallows
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3. |
The Downward Spiral
04:29
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Your skull is cracking concrete
I can't fight the current
of your downward spiral
before you'll be reborn
you'll live with your death, with your pain
i know you're afraid
the only constant is change
i'll meet you on the other side
and hope that you've not lost your mind
Your skull is cracking concrete
I can't fight the current
of your downward spiral
before you'll be reborn
you'll live with your death, with your pain
A circle has no end
your heart will breath again
I'll meet you at the edge of this
world we'll make our own pretense
I wont carry your dead weight
we make our own fate
Your skull is cracking concrete
I can't fight the current
of your downward spiral
before you'll be reborn
you'll live with your death, with your pain
You always find new ways
to break me out of sweet dreams
you have chosen victimhood
so live with your death, with your pain
See the fool take the fools path
knows no love nor wrath
I wont carry your dead weight
we make our own fate
Your skull is cracking concrete
I can't fight the current
of your downward spiral
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4. |
The Movement
03:45
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He poisons minds made slow with rust,
in his name your crimes have been just,
these snakes will rake me over till there's nothing left but bone
Their fucking heads are rolling
and our movement is swelling
the gods are laughing
well we've had a good run
the death of free thought is of no consequence
to their twisted sense of fun
He poisons minds made old with rust,
in his name your crimes have been just,
these snakes will rake me over till there's nothing left but bone
Our gods are tearing us apart
the earth's at war, he lives at the heart
Their fucking heads are rolling
and our movement is swelling
the gods are laughing
well we've had a good run
the death of free thought is of no consequence
to their twisted sense of fun
Our gods are tearing us apart
the earth's at war, he lives at the heart
Our gods are tearing us apart
let's tear it all down and make a new start
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5. |
Fucking and Punching
04:26
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she came at night silhouetted by the starlight
she seemed so unimpressed as my eyes bid her undressed
she tore her clothes off with just a little disdain
the mask she wore did not come off as easily she writhed in pain
The man in the moon whispered terrible things
through the curtain of gloom still the words did sting
oh no she's here for something more
The man in the moon whispered terrible things
through the curtain of gloom still the words did sting
oh no I've loved and lost a whore
You don't plan the wrongs you do
I guess you thought I'd like the view
rapidly lying there rapidly dying there under the bus
I walk this field of grey
stuck in this game I loathe to play
and as ever she's crawling so silently away
The man in the moon whispered terrible things
through the curtain of gloom still the words did sting
oh no I've loved and lost a whore
Step outside of yourself
The man in the moon whispered terrible things
through the curtain of gloom still the words did sting
oh no I've loved and lost a whore
We fudged the landing
but I'm still standing
I'll take a step outside my cell
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Bastard Opera Los Angeles, California
Formed in early 2011, Bastard Opera is a heavily harmony driven band, begun by Laurence Prophet of L.A. The four piece ensemble has dubbed its sound 'theatrical rock'.
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