Better of Two Evils

Better of Two Evils
Haters call me bitch, call me faggot, call me whitey
But I am something you can never be, hey!

I won't look prettier if I smile for the picture
Motherfuckers never liked me then
And they sure won't like me now
Don't try to drag me down with your cliché
Your fake grin fits your faker face
So I find all my pleasure in your misery, yeah

I'll step on you on my way up
I'll step on you on my way down

Haters call me bitch, call me faggot, call me whitey
But I am something that you'll never be, hey!

I'll be your scapegoat
I'll be your saviour
I'm the better of two evils

I'm the better of two evils

I want to hang all you cattle with your velvet rope
Motherfuckers step up and get into an orderly line
I'll show you how to make a muscle
It takes less strength to grin than it does

To spit on all you paparazzi Nazis, yeah

I'll step on you on my way up
I'll fucking step on you on my way down

Haters call me bitch, call me faggot, call me whitey
But I am something that you'll never be, hey!

I'll be your scapegoat
I'll be your saviour
I'm the better of two evils

I'm the better of two evils

Don't try to lead me to temptation
Don't try to lead me to temptation
Don't try to lead me to temptation
I've been delivered and I already know the way

Haters call me bitch, call me faggot, call me whitey
But I am something that you'll never be, hey!

I'll be your scapegoat
I'll be your saviour
I'm the better of two evils

I'm the better of two evils
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# Posté le dimanche 11 février 2007 15:53

Modifié le mercredi 06 juin 2007 14:57

Vodevil

Vodevil
I wake up everyday on
The wrong side of the bed
But I won't lay down on the floor
Like I'm the whore in your head
Call me a failure
Pretender, sex-offender, infector
Say I killed all my friends
And I deserve to be dead.

Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand

I won't pull out I just came
I want all of the blame
your love is tin, faith is thin
No concept of pain, right to complain
All you fagazines, senile teens
Jaw me black ball me
Deejay yourself away and turn your back
It will be easier to stab

Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand

VIP ADD TRD violent shiny hate crime
"Total Requested Dead" it's
Version point (less) downloadable suicide.
The only ones left standing are the ones not demanding
This isn't a show, this is my fucking life
I'm not ashamed you're entertained
But
I'm not a puppet
I am a grenade
I'm not ashamed you're entertained
But
I'm not a puppet
I am a grenade

Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand

# Posté le dimanche 11 février 2007 15:52

Modifié le mercredi 06 juin 2007 14:58

Obsequey

Obsequey
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# Posté le dimanche 11 février 2007 15:50

Modifié le mercredi 06 juin 2007 14:59

Tainted Love

Sometimes I feel I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
From the pain that you drive into the heart of me
The love we share
Seems to go nowhere
I've lost my lights
I toss and turn I can't sleep at night

Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love
Tainted love

Now I know I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
You don't really want any more from me
To make things right
You need someone to hold you tight
You think love is to pray
But I'm sorry I don't pray that way

Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love
Tainted love

Don't touch me please
I cannot stand the way you tease
I love you though you hurt me so
Now I'm going to pack my things and go
Touch me baby, tainted love
Touch me baby, tainted love
Touch me baby, tainted love

Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love
Tainted love
Tainted love

# Posté le dimanche 11 février 2007 15:49

Modifié le mercredi 06 juin 2007 15:00

Holy Wood: Godeatgod

Dear god do you want to tear your knuckles down, and hold yourself
Dear god can you climb up that tree, meat in the shape of a 't'
Dear god the paper says you were the king in the black limousine
Dear john and all the king's men can't put you head together again

Before the bullets, before the flies
Before authorities take out my eyes
The only smiling are you dolls that I made
But you are plastic and so are your brains

Dear god the sky is as blue as a gunshot wound
Dear god if you were alive you know we'd kill you

Before the bullets, before the flies
Before authorities take out my eyes
The only smiling are you dolls that I made
But you are plastic and so are your brains


Traduction en français

Dieumangedieu

Cher Dieu veux-tu te déchirer les articulations des doigts
Et te suspendre ?
Cher Dieu veux-tu escalader cet arbre
La viande en forme de "T" ?
Cher Dieu les journaux disent que tu étais le roi
Dans une limousine noire
Cher John et tous les hommes du roi
Ne peuvent remettre les morceaux de ta tête ensemble

Avant que les balles
Avant que les mouches
Avant que les autorités ne prennent mes yeux
Le seul sourire est les poupées que j'ai faites
Mais vous êtes en plastique, tout comme vos cerveaux

Cher Dieu, ton ciel est aussi bleu
Qu'une blessure par balle
Cher Dieu, si tu étais vivant
Tu sais que nous te turions

Avant que les balles
Avant que les mouches
Avant que les autorités ne prennent mes yeux
Le seul sourire est les poupées que j'ai faites
Mais vous êtes en plastique tout comme vos cerveaux

# Posté le dimanche 11 février 2007 15:48

Modifié le mardi 12 juin 2007 07:56