1. |
Cause of Death
04:11
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I've been lost
Lips around a tailpipe, sucking up exhaust
But I wanna just breathe, breathe deep
You know sometimes this city brings me to my knees
I wonder if the day will come when the party's done
And we'll all go back to where we're from
My head aches
Realizing my heart is always set to break
Has this hangover lifted yet?
All of this nostalgia hinges on regret
Those moments when joy and pain start to feel the same
And there's no one left to take the blame
You wanna be a superstar?
That cocaine heart won't get you far
Another case of death by guitar
You gotta save your soul
It's only rock 'n' roll
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh
Bathed in white
Writing down my vitals, seeking signs of life
I swear I was made for more
Than finding new rock bottom, plastered to the floor
But you know, the doctors don't think I'm insane
And my boyfriend thinks I'm playing games
You wanna be a superstar?
That cocaine heart won't get you far
Another case of death by guitar
You gotta save your soul
It's only rock 'n' roll
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh
These fresh eyes
Looking like they've never even seen the sky
Like some aperture opened wide
Stockings on the pavement, shocked that I survived
So this is what it's like to live inside the time
That you'll remember all your life
The anesthetic's wearing thin
You're feeling everything
The needles and the pins
Devastation and surprise
That's being alive
So honey, whatcha running from?
Don't you know who you become?
It's in the pounding of the drums
A beat that makes you whole
Come on and lose control
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh
You wanna be a superstar?
That cocaine heart won't get you far
Another case of death by guitar
You gotta save your soul
It's only rock 'n' roll
You wanna be a superstar?
That cocaine heart won't get you far
Another case of death by guitar
You gotta save your soul
It's only rock 'n' roll
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh
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2. |
Boys
04:01
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I'm in the doorway at the show
Waiting for anyone I know
I'm crippled, I am shy
I'm a private kind of guy
The spray of sweat is flying
Between their bodies writhing
Between their bodies writhing
I know it sounds surprising, but oh oh oh oh
I'm cut from a cloth
I'd die to know what
Got a mind like a kid
It's all hunger and id
I'm not here to take a photograph
Of the boys in the rock band
I'm dancing with the living dead
And my friends don't understand
No my friends don't understand
About the boys in the rock band
Girls, go on clap your hands
Cause I wanna be the boy in the rock band
I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be the boy
Bottles broken on the ground
I'm stricken by the sound
With nothing else to prove
I'mma let these muscles move
I feel the pulse around me
Have they got you like they got me?
Have they got you like they got me?
Gimme that disease, oh oh oh oh
In a cosmic state
In his silver face paint
Got the lives of a cat
And veins like a map
I'm not here to take a photograph
Of the boys in the rock band
I'm dancing with the living dead
And my friends don't understand
No my friends don't understand
About the boys in the rock band
Girls, go on clap your hands
Cause I wanna be the boy in the rock band
I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be the boy
I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be the boy
On hands and knees
He only aims to please
That's how you get free
You just gotta bleed
I'm not here to take a photograph
Of the boys in the rock band
I'm dancing with the living dead
And my friends don't understand
No my friends don't understand
About the boys in the rock band
Girls, go on clap your hands
Cause I wanna be the boy in the rock band
I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be the boy
I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be the boy
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3. |
Wild As U Wanna
04:56
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Damn broke and insecure
Wondering what we stayed in this expensive city for
We're forever waiting tables, we're forever getting wasted
I can't taste it anymore
But we're stupid frightened children
And this year's been unforgiving
We can cause some chaos here
I'll bring the drugs, you bring the beer
We were made for raising hell
Aw it's in your cells
Just be as wild as you wanna
The things that summer used to mean
That's how it should be
Worry about it in the morning
Woah, woah
Let it go, let it go
And be as wild as you wanna
Let's imagine we're fifteen
We're punks without responsibilities
Oh we'll pay rent and go to work
But we'll never become jerks
Like everybody else
We are beautiful fantastic creatures
Reaching for our plastic
It's last call, what do you say?
You bum a smoke, I'll lead the way
Woah, woah
Let it go, let it go
And be as wild as you wanna
So if the morning should come
Like they said
It's not the end, it's the edge
My friend
So if the morning should come
Like they said
It's not the end, it's the edge
My friend
Woah, woah
Let it go, let it go
And be as wild as you wanna
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The Manimals are Haley Bowery, Jack Breslin, Michael Jayne, Chris Sayre, and Trevor Walker.
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