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Clit 45 – The Storm Is Over Lyrics 18 years ago
so many shitty things happens to you and after awhile it drains you out and makes you feel worthless and like life is not worth living. it's like no one feels what you feel and can quite understand. but it's life and things will pass

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Clit 45 – Can't Stop The Bleeding Lyrics 18 years ago
self destruction

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Clit 45 – Breaking Out Lyrics 18 years ago
life gets boring and repetitive as hell after awhile. wake up, go to work, come home, sleep, wake up, go to work, come home, sleep, it's all a big neverending cycle if you let yourself fall victim to it

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Clit 45 – Misery On A Mainline Lyrics 18 years ago
like a whole in a 45
there's an emptiness in all our lives
lost innocence and tired eyes

and there's oil burning in the east
but it isn't for the lamp of peace
we're already dead, the breathing deceased

people suffer, but we just need what we need
leaving marks in backs, wish i could change the past but..

so we spend these beer-stained nights
searching for the things that i won't find
revolving doors of internal wars..
someone please sew my mouth shut

supporing afghan renegades
with a rose and a razorblade
hitting pipes under city lights

hung himself on christmas day
day before i heard his best friend say
everyone he loves are in their graves

stuck in these lonely caves we fucking can't escape
straws empty bags and a broken ramones tape

so we spend these beer stained nights
searching for the things that i won't find
meaningless sex, who's sheets am i in??
it's uneasy stench stains my skin
so read me mylast rites with self hate crimes
panhanling for hope under smog-filled skies
someone please sew his mouth shut

give us something to ease this pain
take it all but it won't go away
bloodstained we walk in vain
straight jacket...we're being restrained
give us something to ease this pain
take it all butit won't go away
bloodstained but all hope is not in vain
motionless, release the chains

10000 beer stained nights
searching for the things that i won't find
burning cross on my tv screen
the tension won't seize there will be no peace
so read me my last rites with self hate crimes
tied down she shot it up-we said goodbye

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