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 | Anthem For The Year 2000 |  |
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We are the youth We'll take your fascism away
We are the youth Apologise for another day We are the youth And politicians are so sure
We are the youth And we are knocking on death's door
Never knew we were living in a world
With a mind that could be so sure
Never knew we were living in a world
With a mind that could be so small
Never knew we were living in a world
And the world is an open court
Maybe we don't want to live in a world
Where innocence is so short
We'll make it up to you in the year 2000 with
Never knew we were living in a world
With a mind that could be so sure
Never knew we were living in a world
With a mind that could be so small
Never knew we were living in a world
And the world is an open court
Maybe we don't want to live in a world
Where innocence is so short
We'll make it up to you In the year 2000
Build it up for you In the year 2000
Make it up to you In the year 2000
Build it up for you In the year 2000 with you
Never knew we were living in a world
With a world that could be so sure
Never knew we were living in a world
With a mind that could be so small
Never knew we were living in a world
And the world is an open court
Maybe we don't want to live in a world
World who cares at all
We'll make it up to you In the year 2000
Build it up for you In the year 2000
Make it hard for you In the year 2000
Build it up for you In the year 2000
Make it hard for you In the year 2000
Build it up for you In the year 2000 with you
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| Ana's Song (Open Fire) | |
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Please die Ana
For as long as you're here we're not
You make the sound of laughter
and sharpened nails seem softer
And I need you now somehow
And I need you now somehow
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on my knees desires
What I need from you
Imagine a pageant
In my head the flesh seems thicker
Sandpaper tears corrode the filth
And I need you now somehow
And I need you now somehow
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on my knees desires
What I need from you
And you're my obsession
I love you to the bones
And Ana wrecks your life
Like an Anorexia life
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on my knees desires
What I need from you
Open fire on the needs designed
Open fire on my knees desires
On my knees for you
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| Miss You Love | |
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Millionaires say got a big shot deal
and thrown it all away but
but i'm not too sure
how i'm supposed to feel
or what i'm supposed to say but
i'm not, not sure, not too sure how it feels
to be superior
Make room for the prey
cause i'm coming
with what i want to say but,
it's gonna hurt
and i love the pain
I'm breeding ground for hate, but...
i'm not, not sure, not too sure how it feels
to handle everyday
like the one that just passed
in the crowds of all the people
remember today i've no respect for you
and i miss you love
and i miss you love
i love the way you love
but i hate the way i'm supposed to love you back and
it's just a fad part of the teen, teenage angst brigade
remember two days i've no respect for you
and i miss you love, and i miss you
i love the way you love
but i hate the way
i'm supposed to love you back
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| | FREAK SHOW | |
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| Freak | |
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No more maybes
Your baby's got rabies
Sitting on a ball
In the middle of the Andes
Yeah I'm a freak of nature
Yeah I'm a freak
If only I could be as cool as you
As cool as you
Body and soul I'm a freak I'm a freak
Body and soul I'm a freak
Try to be different
Well get a different disease
Seems it's in fashion
To need the cold sore cream
I don't really know
How to put on a "cool" show
As boring as they come
Just tell me where to go
If only I could be as cool as you
Freak
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| Cementery | |
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Need a change
Not to imitate
But to irritate
All the ones who hate
I may be late
Always seem to get the wrong date
Well I guess it's fate
I live in a cemetery
Full of good will and integrity
You see
I have no specialty
Here's your warning
I'll give you click click boom
I live in a cemetery
I need a change
Not to imitate
But to irritate
I live in a cemetery
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| Abuse Me | |
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Need to ask a question
Calling out my name
Nothing seems to bother
Wish I had a clue
C'mon abuse me more I like it
Well I don't think you like me
Well I hate you as well
No one seems to like you
Wish I couldn't tell
C'mon abuse me more I like it
C'mon keep talking 'cause it's true
Throw the sailors overboard
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NEON BALLROOM
