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0:00/2:45
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Free Love (Live) 3:460:00/3:46
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0:00/5:14
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Purple Haze (Live) 4:070:00/4:07
Blow Yourself up
(Music: Mike VanVoorhees, Lyrics: D. Strohm)
Vs1
Look out! You’re doing self-inventory
All that means is, is that you’re wondering what
You’re doing with me
You’re counting my faults; you’re drawing me on a graph
You don’t like the way I don’t turn my cheek, yet, I won’t fight back
You’re pounding on me like a piñata, when I’m a kid standing here with an empty cup…
Waiting to collect all your pieces after you’ve blown yourself up
Vs2
Pilot light’s out, we’re not cooking
You think the world knows, but no one is looking
Gas man knocks but he won’t enter
He sees the sparks flyin out your eyes and he wants to survive winter
You’re pounding on me like a door that you yourself have locked and shut
You must know I’m not coming out until after you’ve blown up
Vs3
You count my scars from street fights, you count my scars from acne
You ain’t even seen the ones from when the Gods were throwing lightning at me
I know you’re wounded I know it’s just like you
To open fire in our house of mirrors do anything except look at you
Don’t flatter yourself, you’re not razor wire, I’ve climbed all over you and I ain’t been cut
No more words now just screaming tires…I’ll be back after you’ve blown up…