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Rumors
02:10
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Rumors all around
Always adding fuel to the fire
Callous and cruel
Take another body, throw it on the pyre
They all go where you go
They all know who you know
You eat up every word and hide behind your lies
But you're still all alone
The shit you say
eventually consumes you
Your friends are your weapon
But they'd all leave you
If they really knew you
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Repulsive
02:18
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Back alley making friends
So you can cop again
Looking for a way
And now you're running scared
Young, dumb and unaware
Trying to find your way
Hard times - - life has been unkind
Shit's rough, so you just shoot it up
Addicted, compulsive
It's fucking repulsive
Backseat you scream and shout
But he won't let you out
You're grasping for a sign
Putting your life on the line
But there is no escape
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Wasted Excuses
02:04
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Maybe things will work out for you
Maybe you'll figure out how to
Live in a way that makes you feel OK
Even though you're scared to death
Run faster, hit harder
Don't try to be a martyr
They're gonna eat you alive
Your wasted excuses
Cover you up like bruises
Don't wait around till the end
Maybe things will work out for you
Maybe you'll figure it out if you...
Your time's up, and you can try to run
You can try to hide
But you've got nowhere to go
And they're gunning for you
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The Stops Portland, Oregon
5 aliens playing punk.
Lizzie - Lead Vocals, Ruby -Guitar/Vocals. Rita - Guitar/Vocals, Cissie -- Bass, Fukuko -- Drums
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