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war, everywhere and inside me
Help me I’m developing habits
The Cape has different kind of Adams
The girls aren’t asking for marriage
And the men just

Doing it for the thrills
If living is for the real ones
& dying is done by people
Then all I am is ideals and
That aint ideal but

Death is round

Adam, I am sky
I give a rib and get an alibi
Tempted by the Sabbath stealer
Lay me where you'd like to lie
Stay me through another's eyes
Your gentle

my pocket, nigga
All them niggas really dead

Sli and F.E the main event
Don't know what you heard (RR)
Fucked two friends at a party, nigga
I am finna

Jacksonville

Melvins

Singles 1-12

1997

its like, what the fuck am I doing up here, you know. You know when I am sitting around at home in hollywood, usually what I am saying to myself is how

Bitches it's the crown I am here to fucking steal
My party poopers the real ones, they stay by my side
Runaway train let me take you for a ride
Ghosted with

brain, she's no friend to me
Yeah but she don't give a damn, so I'ma let it be
Hey, hey
Who's side are you on?
Lose sight from my eyes, now I am blind from

the silent treatment already ain't no siree
I'm taking on the role of a heel or the heavy
Bout to make a flick in which yo protag gets taken out by me,
Try me,

in the air Jordan 
Though I am not a superstar or a legend 
He the champion I always win in His presence 
I'm a joint air I'm seated with Christ 
He's

on point and you can't never lack
Tdot died by the store that shit had me like what the fuck
Cause a few days ago I went to that store to get something
I

am I feeling normal?
I bask in the sunlight when I get out
Complete tasks to advance to the next round
The fuck you think I’m mad bout?
I’m just

done in vain
What started with you mercifully 
Will end with me

You end with me
You can't stop me I've gone vigilante
You will end with me
I am no

bottoms up
Drinking by the cup to the bottles by the liter
She's the type diva that be killing a tequila
And I woke up next morning with her pussy on my

Weigh up
So it's time wake up 
Wake up stay up
They up
We up Weigh up 
Weigh up
Weigh up
Weigh up
Ha
 
I am More than artist 
I give em more than 
They

lost all of my friends when I gave it to Christ and they started to call me a loner
But I'm saved by the blood like a donor
And He calls me a friend

the Yellow-Eyed Demon
But now Pop's gone me and Sam by ourselves
Demon Blood send em back to hell don't need spells
Yeah got killed by Lillith's hellhounds
But I

preistorici inca dati cu bow, wow
Noi mancam orbit, voi Hubba Bubba
Unde-i Cuba? wow
Beau un Cuba Libre, wow
Vreti libertate, wow
Facem stack in state, wow
Am

kinda stupid
You give me ten rules that I should abide by
All these heavy guidelines
But yet these seven sins are so close in my hein sight 
And so easy

18thdaTensei
It's been the fam
615 too live, we the Pan-Ams
Got shot at by my fellow man
Never shot back or clapped back
Could've been my casket
I'd be a hashtag

I'm the type of nigga 100 shots in the Glock
You the type of nigga get smacked by a thot
I'm getting all this cash
I remember selling crack
Now I got

years from now I’m found here
Dead
Defeated by the foe whose friendship I sought
If we were bedfellows I’d never be caught
But I am caught In a suplex

pollute
Adam was seduced, tempted by a different fruit
Expelled from the garden left without a way, to refute
Ecdysis to grow again I gotta shed my skin

believe
Is I'll be tethered to this music
For as long as I breathe
I'll reap more fruit than Adam and Eve
And battle every temptation on how to proceed

of you and I
Words and Music by Emma Patterson
and Adam Specter

But when you look my way
Yes when you look my way
Then I just say
Hello, hello
That is all