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The subtle scent of sex seems to stain my sheets
And I bury my face in the smell when we sleep
She's something special, such a sweet delight
When she's not by my side she twists my insides
In knots. I kid you not
Soft to the touch, my erotic little ***
And we thrust like machines, we *** like we've been
Deprived of love and we live for sex scenes
And we fuck under the blacklight (blacklight)
Every sense inflamed, embracing sex and violence
We wrote the book on *** up, I
Love the sickly sweet smell of ultraviolet
We show no restraint when pertaining to the flesh
I taste the absinthe and the cigarettes upon her warm breath
She bites neck, as I'm slipping - slipping off her dress
With a passion so intense that it rivals the oppressed
And that scent, it owns the air
Adult content under fluorescence
And we lust like lovers, above the covers
An intense feeling that we discovered
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I'm coming to conclusions that I'm probably horribly
Lacking in modesty, sod it these are the bars of a prodigy
In all honesty, I don't know if it bothers me
As long as my odyssey isn't crashing on top of me
My words are my property, and I run my monopoly
properly to the point where you wanna bottle or throttle me
There's no stopping me once I get on a roll
They say the devil's in the details and I'm selling my soul, so
Yo yo, let me flow for a second 'cause I reckon
that this record is becoming my confession
This is me on default setting, getting epinephrine
Constructive criticism? I'm open to suggestion
There's a lesson that I ignored
I became what you abhor 'cause I was bored with all the weak-sauce
Songs I had before now the jaws all hit the floor
Bitches be tripping that I grew a set of ***
And stuck them in your face
I hope you choke on all that venom that you hold inside
I hope things get so bad that your one way out's ***
I hope you hear this and your smile slips when you realise
You were never in my words 'cause you're not worth my time
I am not a hero and I'll never be an inspiration
But to claim that that's important is ignoring situations
That you're faced with daily, for instance you say save me
To a God who states in text he's advocating slavery
But you can pick and choose what you want to ignore
In which case I can afford to start a crusade or a holy war
I don't need to be adored, I would settle for applause
Rather than you treating me like I cause your mums menopause
Yes of course, I'm quite okay with being hated
So talk behind my back and say that Nate will never make it
Nate has got an ego, Nate is such a fake
Don't think for a second that you're keeping me awake
Cause if my name is on your lips then I'm doing it right
If I'm in your words then it's a sign I am on your mind
And you'll find if you obsess enough you'll probably memorise
Every line, every rhyme, and all I needed was a mic.
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(Nate's Lyrics only)
They say I'm never getting out of here, no never getting out
They say I'm never getting out of here, no never getting out
They said that I was crazy on the day they admitted me
Fed me handfuls of pills, should've put me out my misery
'Cause locking me away, you've got to be kidding me
All these other inmates, I'll abuse them all physically
Thought they'd never be rid of me, I was killing for years
Racked up a body count of 5 guys and 20 girls
I killed all over the world under different names
You could call it blood lust, I just can't resist a pretty face
It drives me insane until the point I get the shakes
Then my vision goes black, I snap back, I'm in a lake
Of someone's blood, I'd be afraid but it feels good
Playing with their guts, I bury the rest in the woods
Then one day I got cocky, did my hobby in my home town
Thirteen hours later, police dogs tracked me down
The crime scene was described as horrific and violent
They said they're taking me home, back to the asylum
They say I'm never getting out of here, no never getting out
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Bling in my caddy caddy that makes the ladies wild
I got swagger for days, I got charisma for miles
Got a palace in the hills, I got it all because I rap
I hustle *** for cash, I got a *** to push yo' wig back
Party party rock rock, party rock girls girls
Drink drink drugs and a little bit of heartache
Fast cars, more girls, I'm in love (so in love)
Have you heard this song before?
Have you heard this one a thousand times?
Baby, lady, call me crazy
Insane in the brain just because you made me
Hate me, in a way that I can't describe
I'm feeling kinda blue, kinda like your eyes
And I try so hard and I get so far
And I use clichés and now I'm a star
Are you still not sick of this, average lyricist
Spitting this filler shiz
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell-me
What's on the radio today, today it's
Always always, always the same old song
Replayed over and over again
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She's so elegant and so eloquent
The redefining of the word perfection
She'll get in your head with everything she says
She'll give you an inferiority complex and
She's amazing and she knows it
If you've got it, you should flaunt it
She's everything I ever wanted
A lady not a girl
She's so dignified, she holds herself with pride
But you could never claim she's too uptight to
Let her hair down, or mingle with a crowd
She's got a smile warm enough to melt an ice cube
She's amazing and she knows it
If you've got it, you should flaunt it
She's everything I ever wanted
A lady not a girl
A vision of beauty, such a sight to behold, she's so
Perfect, simply astounding, gifted with grace, my heart's pounding
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Night in the lonesome October,
The cool air takes is grip on my lungs
Holly left me for that guy, and I
drank vodka 'till I lost my lunch
You know that feeling when your true loves walks away?
And depression's driving you insane
That's the situation I was facing
When I walked into the cold that night
The chill in the air, the smell of the leaves
It's peaceful and quiet and then I can see
Casey walking up ahead of me
On Franklin Street at 12:15
And I completely forgot, I'd made plans with Eileen
But Casey needs someone to make sure that she's safe
And I just happened to be walking by this way
So I will protect her, a silent companion
She will be safe, what's the worst that could happen
Randy's a pervert, and Kircus has issues
Goodbye Holly Johnson, Casey may I kiss you
Eileen got me got drunk, and we fell over
Trolls live under bridges, The lonesome October
Night in the lonesome October, my favourite book, it's by Richard Laymon
There's not enough space in this song to describe
All the awesome things that happen inside
Of this book, I suggest that you get it
Then when you've read it, you'll know what I've said is
Just a little teaser, to leave you wanting
And last but not least, *** Holly Johnson
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I awaken from a dream in which you're taunting me
With your agonizing ecstacy, you can take what's left of me
Something stirs inside my mind, less a memory and more an echo
I never learned to let go. It's such a fucking mess though
We burned out under a blacklight
Every sense dulled, all emotions faded
We wrote the book on giving up, I
I can recall everything and I *** hate it
We left a wake of shattered dreams,
of violent love and silent screams
Such beautiful damage, then we *** in the carnage
As far as bad ideas go, I can't bring myself to regret this
Pretend I never said this, but I'll never forget this
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Nate Monoxide's "I learned to start fires by burning bridges" from CBerry's musical perspective.
