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Half Hanged
00:47
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The rope was an improvisation
For her neighbours’ patience had fled
She was known for her strong willed nature
Thus the peasants had wanted her dead
You may leave her all night in your hatred
You may dare to come witness her dread
But next morn, as you look for her body
Half hanged Mary will take yours instead
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2. |
Mary
03:13
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Shocker, someone is afraid
No self reflection, so you put your eyes on me
She’s a rocker, a demon she must be
As you lack the vocabulary of women who are free
Not a witch, but woman and able
Just a bitch, born in the stables
We are neighbours, but only when you choose it
When the scales tip in my favour, time for you to construe it
Hang me by the rope
Don’t wait for me to choke
Hang me by the rope
Don’t wait for me to choke
You should have helped me then
As I had helped you, friend
But when the fire has died
They gather the torches up to the sky
I should have known back then
Fear and hate knows no end
But when I hang in the sky for a night
Innocence has died
I'm a fucking witch now
Hang me by the rope
Don’t wait for me to choke
Hang me by the rope
Don’t wait for me to choke
Hang me by the rope
Don’t wait for me to choke
String me to the highest of trees,
best be sure that I’m dead, cause I’m coming for thee
I am the witch, I am the witch
I am the witch, I am the witch
I am the witch, I am the witch
I am the witch, I am the witch
I am the witch, I am the witch
I am the witch, I am the witch
I am the witch, I am the witch
This is what you made
I became the thing you hate
I am the witch
I am the witch
I am the witch, I am the witch, I am the witch
I am, I am, I am
I am the witch
I am the witch
I am the witch, I am the witch, I am the witch
I am, I am, I am
I am the witch
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3. |
Blind
03:02
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Focus on me, focus on me. I think I got what you like
Focus on me, focus on me. I got the perfect light
Focus on me, focus on me. I only need one more like
Inside I'm pure, but outside I’m blind
Creators aren’t using
A product that’s abusing
but market for the masses
and cover up their asses
Human innovation
For social stimulation
If you don’t buy the product
Then the product is you
Use your head and you will find
Misdirection by design
Close your eyes for peace of mind
Voluntarily be blind
Do you have the time to kill
Say you don't, but know you will
Wondering how it makes you feel
Does it fucking matter still?
The war on beauty is tearing us apart
But I look pretty, I look pretty, I look like a star
The war on socials is tearing us apart
But I look pretty, I look like a star
We must protect the children
Before perfection kills them
We must protect the children
Before perfection kills them
We must protect the children
Before perfection kills them
We must protect the children
Before perfection kills them
We must protect the children
Before perfection kills them
Get off of those screens
The socialite machine
Oversharing isn’t caring
If you don't stop comparing
The life of a phony
No one’s ever been this lonely
We must protect the children
Before perfection kills them
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4. |
Warning Sign
03:14
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If you ignore a warning sign for too long
Does it show trust or a lack thereof?
If you ignore a warning sign for too long
Are you deserving of help?
If you ignore a warning sign for too long
Does it show knowledge or fear?
If you ignore a warning sign for too long
Oh no, oh no, it's here
And do you think you are the exception to the rule?
Probably not
There are some exceptions
But if everyone goes running around thinking they are the exception,
Well, then there's no rule anymore
So do you think you are the exception to the rule
You, do you, you special you?
Do you really think you alone are the exception to the rule?
Well, well, do you?
Oh no, it happened
And everyone was there
All your friends were there
And everyone was there, just like in your nightmare
You were not alone
But it wasn't the good kind of not being alone
This is your warning sign
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5. |
Dramamama
03:00
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Now here’s a little song for the people that are bitching
Just take my advice: don’t be bitching, just be witching
You keep spilling drama doll, all you do is whine
I don’t need you drama mama, I ain’t got the time
No one seems to care about your problems anymore
Cause you bore
No one seems to care about your problems anymore
It’s cause you bore
Don’t be bitching, be witching, just leave us alone
You drone
Don’t wanna hear your voice crying on the phone
Go home
I ain’t got time for your dramamama
I ain’t got time for your drama
I ain’t got time for your dramamama
Time for your drama
I ain’t got time for your dramamama
Time for your drama
I ain’t got time for your dramamama
Time for your drama
Time
Time, time, time, time, time, time, time
I ain’t got time for your dramamama
I ain’t got the time
Don’t be bitchin, be witchin
Don’t be bitchin, be witchin
Don’t be bitchin, be witchin
Don’t be bitchin, be witchin
Don’t be bitchin, be witchin
Don’t be bitchin, be witchin
Don’t be bitchin, be witchin
Don’t be bitchin, be witchin
I ain’t got time for your dramamama
Time for your drama
I ain’t got time for your dramamama
Time for your drama
MAMA
Time, time, time, time
I ain’t got time for your dramamama
I ain’t got the, I ain’t got the time
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6. |
Weary Willy
03:19
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I wanna wear my knives at the carnival
I wanna cause bar fights at the carnival
It’s all the family rides and the weather
I wanna wear my knives at the carnival
I wanna take a big swing with a hammer strong
I wanna dance in the sun too, I am done
I wanna take a big swing with a hammer strong
Bim Bam
Weary Willy is back in town
To turn that frown around
He’s up on stage crying
Whilst we’re of laughter dying
Weary Willy’s in my bathroom mirror
Clenching teeth in a white frowned beard
A life of great depression
Will turn you to aggression
You might think you're living
I assure you that you're dead
In this park full of zombies
It is hard to keep your head
Pick your silly horse on the merry
Go round and round and round
And round and round and round,
Till it all powers down
So sad, so mad
So sad, so mad
So sad, so mad
So sad, so mad
So sad, so sad, so mad
So sad, so sad, so mad
So sad, so sad, so mad
So sad, so sad, so mad
Weary Willy is back in town
To turn that frown around
He’s up on stage crying
Whilst we’re of laughter dying
Weary Willy is in my bathroom mirror
Clenching teeth in a white frowned beard
A life of great depression
Will turn you to aggression
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7. |
Back Sabbath
03:07
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Woow, my back hurts
And I haven’t slept for days
But I’m alive
Just like you
I’m not dead (dead, dead, dead, dead)
Feeling my body, feeling my mind, I’m outta my head (I’m half hanged now)
Back sabbath, back sabbath tonight (dead, dead, dead, dead)
Dancing makes me feel so alive
They don't control you
It's not the things that they said
Or the relations you had
And you know
If you ever take the time to think for yourself
You might learn that you might be somebody else
Live like you’re supposed to
It’ll make it easy and lovely
And everybody knows to
To get down to the ground
Shake your hips to the sound
There’s a dance that goes a little like that
I’m not dead (dead, dead, dead, dead)
Feeling my body, feeling my mind, I’m outta my head
Back sabbath, back sabbath tonight (dead, dead, dead, dead)
Dancing makes me feel so alive
My back doesn’t feel like my own anymore
Probably cause I’m getting older
It hurts
It hurts
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts
I’m not dead (dead, dead, dead, dead)
Dealing with the demons in my head
Back sabbath, back sabbath tonight (dead, dead, dead, dead)
Dancing makes me feel so alive
Alive
Alive
Alive
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