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A Life Of Artic Sounds Interstate 8 Dirty Fingernail Buttons To Push The Buttons Workin' On Leavin' The Livin' One Chance A Life Of Arctic Sounds Summer Breakthrough Polar Opposites Dark Centre Of The Universe Whenever I Breath Out Tiny Cities Made Of Ash Space Travel Is Boring I Came As A RatParasites Will be Excited When You're Dead
The parasites are excited when you're dead
Eyes bulging entering your head
and all your thoughts yeah they rot
God And Satan they gamble when you're dead
beams of light one's sprite the other's bourban instead
and all your thoughts yeah they rot
it Was hot and time was sticking to my skin
we're all the punch lines of the jokes they wont let us in on
and all your thoughts yeah they rot
Parasites will be excited when you're dead
Eyes bulging entering in your head
and all your thoughts yeah they rot
God And Satan thay gamble when yer dead
Beams of light one sprite the others bourban instead
and all your thoughts yeah they rot
it Was hot and time was sticking to my skin
we're all the punch lines of the jokes they won't let us in on
and all your thoughts yeah they rot
Eyes bulging entering your head
and all your thoughts yeah they rot
God And Satan they gamble when you're dead
beams of light one's sprite the other's bourban instead
and all your thoughts yeah they rot
it Was hot and time was sticking to my skin
we're all the punch lines of the jokes they wont let us in on
and all your thoughts yeah they rot
Parasites will be excited when you're dead
Eyes bulging entering in your head
and all your thoughts yeah they rot
God And Satan thay gamble when yer dead
Beams of light one sprite the others bourban instead
and all your thoughts yeah they rot
it Was hot and time was sticking to my skin
we're all the punch lines of the jokes they won't let us in on
and all your thoughts yeah they rot