Lyrics:
our violent ways in bloody pleasantries
I'll watch my love disintegrate into death defeat
Hit me, cannonade, hit me
Hit me, fucking cannonade, hit me
Cannonade
Terminal bliss
Liberating the cells
Falling asleep
Colorful dreams
But the image is same
Every day is red
No regret nor understanding
Jimmy come quickly 'cos I feel quite sickly
(Oh the spell that you cast)
You're like a gangster's Molly with a cannonade volley
(Oh the spell that you
spell that you cast)
You're like a gangster's molly with a cannonade volley
(the spell that you cast)
I don't think I can take it
How am I going
The thunder of the trucks is like a cannonade
But now it's over
But don't forget me
Don't forget me now
Don't forget me
Don't forget me now
Summer is over
anathemas
a cacophonous clamorcadenza, a column crumbling cannonade
A rolling rumbling tremorquake
that shakes the belly of the earth
That cleanses
One-hundred fifty guns make up their cannonade
They must destroy the union center
Before the infantry can launch their grand assault
The Yankees are
spires
Ships were made for cannonade fire off from inside them
Gwine to run all night, gwine to run all day
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah
spires
Ships were made for cannonade fire off from inside them
Gwine to run all night, gwine to run all day
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah
before the raid
When the guns began the cannonade,
And how we all looked up to see the captain of the company:
Who told us we were bold and strong,
On the last day, let loose the cannonade
Let lie the riptides that pull us apart
Tear down the stockyards
Hang up the string lights
Watch the stars
spires
Ships were made for cannonade to fire off from inside them
Gwine to run all night
Gwine run all day
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day
The Cronos frozen
Timbers creaking
Pressured by
White ice Chasm
Daylight holds us
Blizzard blind
Thundering peal
Cannonade
Howls through the mist
on channel two
The star you the cameo
You the illest I'm the antidote
Beast monster animal
My flow is flammable
The best period my cycle cannonade
Draft bars
chest.
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
The cannonade roll is heard.
And splinters are flying across the deck.
Luck with pirates.
That's some cannonade
Feel that can in your heart? That's a cannula
Can sends it's regards? That's a Canister
Inquisitive can? That's a canvasser
its arc
close-quartered cannonade ripped hulls and men apart
and though at last King George’s men did claim the bloodied spoil
‘twas not before near
On and on
On and on
On and on yeah yeah
On and on
On and on
On and on yeah yeah
On and on
On and on
Ahh
Our lines were falling apart
Their cannonades blew us to smithereens
The night
the grave
From your firestorm, your cannonade
Don't you know, that we're
Duh-duh-duh-duh-dancing on a higher cloud
We call the rain
Yeah, your semiautomatic
I call out their names
Out on the plains
This cannonade of shells
Punishing the patrons
of our Saint Edith cavell
Lulled from our graves
To make
bread
I would slay your foes across the sea Hear my cannonade like thunder
If you left your love light out for me I would find you in bad weather
I would
sanctuary, one must search
For the rule of order in place of chaos
Lady Elm
But I heard the wheels of war grinding cobblestone
The cannonade, the city
balls deep
Into the drum
You got to hold it balls deep
To reach the sound
Beaters resounding
Hopelessly pounding
Cannonade onto the kick
Resetting
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