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Night of the Pedestrian

Chicks on Speed

The Re-Releases of the Un-Releases

2000

turn to stone
Your hands so cold
I see right through them
Left with nothing but the aftertaste

pressing in my four digits
Level 7 malfunction
Oxygen's

I fell out of heaven
To be with you in hell
My sin's not quite seven
Nothing much to tell
Lust I haven't craved
A sainted boy I'm not
I take it to my

I've been set apart
The love of God a satellite circling round my heart
You raise me up and make me Yours		
And by Your mighty hand I soar

Lift off into

like it's seven minutes
In heaven or ten
More adequately responsive and responsible
It's my fault that the
Children keep blaring Korn
I'm like demon

7. TO BE WITH YOU
Words & Music by Nikhil Korula
Copyright 2021
She dreams of heaven in his arms
And I see starlight in her eyes
But she don’t want

Vert let's go

Moles can show volume 
Two-two liters in its room 
Gotta add the point four after 'cuz you know that's what we do
Man my bars are really

of the good book I hold in my hands
Front to back, a lifetime
Chase the way back to six days invention
How can we skip the Last Revelation

Sun!
Stars!
Light!

and him and watch him lean back

I slime a nigga out his deck before I show my hand
Get rich off by myself, no I ain't never need no friends
I always stood

Nothing You Can Live Without, Nothing You Can Do About

Mayday Parade

Monsters in the Closet

2013

What are we good for? I think you know
What are we good for? I think you know

In seven years only one goodbye that meant much to me
Down and out

Wizard
Wood Russian Drac', he shot that bitch and gave my hands splinters (brrt)
Choppa' wit' the zoom, I'm on the Seven hittin' opps on Grand River

Oh
Follow the leader
Folding up my hands on my chest
With my head down
Yellin' for Jesus 
When I know that I'm all by myself
Oh Lord
I'm deep

still should try and do as good would do 
But man, fuckin tired one hand sowin' seeds
Other with a gun to my head how I feel 24/7
Fuck you say, out my

And infinitely more
Complicated and divine
Being with you
Is like breathing in
Under the influence of
Something I crave
But can't quite get
My hands on these days

Jenny coulda been a beauty Queen
Blonde hair, 5'5" with some big blue eyes
Always has a coffee in her hand every time
She clocks in for her shift

Verse: 
Waking up at 7 
And I’m swimming in your hazel eyes

Stay here ‘til 11
Reminiscing what we did last night

We drank up love and we still want

Regular Guy

2gether

2ge+her: Again

2000

I'm the kind of guy a girl takes home to mom
With pleated khaki pants, cologne that's the bomb
(Sure smell perty)
Shake her dads hand
Look him in

in heaven 

Bae I needed you don't want no drama 
Never really care turning up in college 

I was in trouble hand on the trigga
Weren't with me you

a dent

She said you don't live here,
You're just paying rent
The body you choose
Is yours to lose
So use this spark
when you want to 
fly in the dark
my

But I don't get to go back much anymore
No voices left to fill those halls
No footsteps to grace the floor
For you see, my mama sings in heaven now

Smoke in the sky
I'm high
I realize as time goes by
That I'm doing good on the outside
But still hurt on the inside
You said that he's better
No shot

Highway 7 south Ontario
The campground sleeps beneath the dirty snow
I pulled off in Madoc
For a pit stop at the Tim's
To try my hand at rolling rims

Oh, look at this mess we’re in
The world’s ablaze, it’s crumbling
Oh, it might be a disaster
We’re all just walking emojis
Hold my hand, I’ll guide

A blinding flash lit the midnight sky
I spun myself around, shielding my eyes
Dashing through the heavens, dying in a 7th chord
Was a light I

Stabat Mater Dolorosa

Anorexia Nervosa

New Obscurantis Order

2001

Enthroned, materialized
The wrath of heaven and hell united in one
Worship us, be faithful
Beautiful great and cursed

Vexilla regis prodeunt, fulget crucis