the silver down to guard me from the weak
You check the spelling for nothing
You sent yourself the flood
All of this time
bedsore containment
Where am I »
Conjugal Burns The Bedlam in Goliath
by The Mars Volta
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to move without you
I recognize these scars
From bedsores, not from whips,
From lying,
Not suffering at all
The wind blows and it uproots the trees »
Motionless Cover, Protective, Individual
by Less
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with a London girl
Dirty weekend in a hotel
Broke it off when she got shirty
She was twelve and he was thirty
Right after that he was bedsore
He »
Mummy's Boy One Step Beyond
by Madness
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conscience clean
The world's in a hurry but I don't have to worry
I got my virtue and I got my vice
I got bedsores - aching ligaments galore
Now that's »
Everything's on T.V. Rock & Roll Is Dead
by The Hellacopters
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Analyze the white walls with a blank stare Force feed myself my bedsore scabs Jesus crawls on the floor just like the crabs Finally freed myself, vision »
When You Go Madd Lynch the Weirdo
by Bad Acid Trip
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the souls of the comatose to fulfill my needs. Photographing bedsores, cultured by my sick neglect. It's more than a job, it's a love for me to walk this »
Virally Yours Nocturnal
by The Black Dahlia Murder
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