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Emergent
02:06
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It's urgent
How can you tell who you know?
And how to talk so fast on a thought so slow
I know, it's cruel
It's emergent
I don't forgive bad taste
And I dont like entertainers
I know it's cruel
Just dont have anywhere else to go
When people talk that anxiety
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Drainage
02:13
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Do you hear what they talked about?
Each word is the same
They'll repeat if there's any doubt
You'll learn the refrain
Heard it before
(Can't find a substance
When you pap your tongue
How much further can you run
When you run your mouth)
Talk is coming back up the drain
You'll never flush it back down again
Clogging the disposal
There's too much trash to haul away
It's just too much to put away
Do you hear what they talked about?
It's such a bore
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Dead Babies (Deep Wound)
01:19
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Originally by Deep Wound (c1983)
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Sick of Talkin'
01:47
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What's the point of talk about it
It doesn't have to be an issue at all
Feeling sick for all the talking
It doesnt mean anything, nothing at all
And it bores me half to death
To see those typical reactions
What a waste of time
That's true
It doesnt have to be an issue at all
Feeling sick for all the talkin
Open your mouth to say nothing at all
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