Carousel Carousel You say l'm cool, funny and hot The most beautiful girl you've ever seen (ever seen) You say that you're falling in love And wanna take some shots of me (of me) Nudes are the currency of love (love) Of love (love) So stop shaming me for that, enough (enough) Enough (enough) I love you, it blows my mind I'm a good girl, but you make me cry I trusted you, I paid the price I just wanted to ride the carousel of my life Carousel (of my life) Carousel Carousel of my life Carousel (of my life) My life, my life I feel like love is super dark And like no one ever talks about it (about it) When you'd rather die than be apart You're just filming me, it's all you need (you need) Nudes are the currency of love (love) Of love (love) So stop shaming me for that, enough (enough) Enough (enough) I love you, it blows my mind I'm a good girl, but you make me cry I trusted you, I paid the price I just wanted to ride the carousel of my life Carousel (of my life) Carousel Carousel of my life Carousel (of my life) My life, my life I love you, it blows my mind I'm a good girl, but you make me cry I trusted you, I paid the price I just wanted to ride the carousel of my life Carousel (of my life) Carousel Carousel of my life Carousel (of my life) My life, my life

Каждый день — карусель Они кружатся по комнатке Воруют мое сердце И на месяц я в покойниках (ага, aye, yeah) Династия на проводе (yeah, yeah, приём) Каждый день — карусель Они кружатся по комнатке Воруют мое сердце И на месяц я в покойниках (ага, aye, yeah) Династия на проводе (yeah, yeah, приём) А ты сидишь на подоконнике Целуешь "Покахонтас" Всё легко и всё так просто Принимай не так серьезно всё Ведь быть разным — это sauce Будь прекрасной — это просто Будь со мной в свой худший год Я курю с нею мазы, чтобы снова стать собою Я для них как карусель Они катаются, как в slow mo Я скучаю по ним всем, пока лечу в какой-то город 40к и я свободен делать всё Курю XO Сладкий хлеб, большая жопа Прямо на моё лицо Но сейчас я не об этом Что ты знаешь про любовь? Я молчал, но я всё понял А вы лжете до сих пор Но со мной им так тепло Они цветут даже зимой О, боги Карусель Они кружатся по комнатке Воруют мое сердце И на месяц я в покойниках (ага, aye, yeah) Династия на проводе (yeah, yeah, приём) Каждый день — карусель Они кружатся по комнатке Воруют мое сердце И на месяц я в покойниках (ага, aye, yeah) Династия на проводе (yeah, yeah, приём)

What's crackin'? You already know who it is Ya boy, Big Tuck, Freight Train Tuck Astroworld is now in session, ya understand? I'm the dean of this here, I got this Yeah, yeah Parked at the Days Inn, ain't takin' no days in (yeah) Don't need a vacation, I need a replacement (alright) Bustin' the lights out soon as we came in (it's lit) What're they talkin' about? What's it pertainin'? (yeah, yeah) Need me a therapist to ask if I'm aging (yeah) This M-E-D it feel caved in (yeah) All of my demons invadin' I live paranoid, hesitatin' They bitin', they bitin', the cadence (skrt, skrt) Go out their way, it's okay Just lock the doors at the basement I got a gate with my face in it Brand new, brand new This new place I got to New world, new sky That's so blue, it's black too New growth, new growth All these fades I outgrew Blue bands, blue bands Get my cash from drive-thru Boy, you're too flash, too flash Keep the flash minimal Bitch, I'm too cold, too cold See my breath visible Yeah Icy cold, it is so, it is so icy cold, yeah Mixin' the water with cheese is makin' the money get mold, yeah Tryin' to be like gang, you better go get it in vogue, yeah Put 84's on lanes, I robbed, how you think of the spokes We did it, we said it, we spoke, yeah We put it out, thought it was small, these five or four, uh This is at home, right down the street, from Alamo Moving in silence don't mean it's movin' slow Even though the speed got old Sprinklin' methamphetamines on the leaves like the snow Bet they soak I'm a new species, tale swings on the road Come to reach and lose both, got springs like a toad Some for free in the tote Saké drown like round white diamonds Carats (yah) Copy sound, might got two wings, parrot (alright!) Landin' downwind, caught two wings (it's lit!) Talons scrape, hit the stage, two wings (yeah, yeah!) Better pray, better pray, two wings (straight up!) Brand new, brand new This new place I got to New world, new sky That's so blue, it's black too New growth, new growth All these fades I outgrew Blue bands, blue bands Get my cash from drive-thru Boy, you're too flash, too flash Keep the flash minimal Bitch, I'm too cold, too cold See my breath visible

Down where this ugly man seeks his sustenance Down in the blue, midnight flare A glass hand cuts through the water Scything into his twisted roots Then from his eyes spring fireflies Breathing life into a roaring disguise Needles and sins, sins and needles He's gasping for air in the wishing well Dust to rust, ashes on gashes Hand around the killing jar Hand around the killing jar A soft hoodwink of shadows, the size of make-believe Punches through his spike of rage A glass hand cuts through the water Snuffing out the magic fury Then from inside bolt lightning cries Swiftly crushed the final, muffled sighs Needles and sins, sins and needles He's gasping for air in the wishing well Dust to rust, ashes on gashes Hand around the killing jar Hand around the killing jar Hand around the killing jar Hand around the killing jar Hand around the killing jar Hand around the killing jar The killing jar

Now me and my partner we work on the run The quick try to get quicker And the creepers get hung Now it's you that got wasted tonight on the job One lost his liquor And the other lost his head Ten sticky thumb prints on the door and the sink But nothin' saw nothin' - just smelt' the stink Five hundred mugshots and a hundred to one Four forgotten and the rest just won't come When you've begun to think like a gun The rest of the year has already gone When you've begun to think like a gun The days of the year have suddenly gone. Blood on the windows and blood on the walls Blood on the ceiling and down in the halls And the papers keep pounding on everything I burned And the people getting restless but they'll never learn I picked up a doctor - he's good with a knife Says anaesthetic's a waste of his time Works in a hurry but always worthwhile Knows they won't be back for a long long time Top of the staircase was ready to fall We were still waiting downstairs in the hall Watch out for big mama, she'll set you on fire Or go for your neck with the chicken wire When you've begun to think like a gun The days of the year have suddenly gone Once you've begun to think like a gun The days of the year have already gone Mother of plenty, mother of none You've got me cornered and still on the run I don't care nothing 'bout you anyway Stuck in this hole I'm well on my way When you've begun to live like a gun The days of the year have already gone When you've begun to think like a gun The days of the year have suddenly gone

Someones in cold storage Seeking heinz main-courses Craving for a raw love He'll hide you from the cleaver He'll hang with you forever Longing for a fresh meat By hook or by crook You'll be 1st in his book For an impaled affair By hook or by crook You'll be last in his book Of flesh oh so rare Chorus: Be a carcass-be a dead pork Be limblessly in love Be a carcrash(carcass)-be a dead pork Be limblessly in love Someones left in cold storage Thawed in heinz main-courses Carving for a new tin He got you with the cleaver He hung you up forever Anticipating new skin Out of the frying pan And into the fire 58th variety Out of the frying pan And into the fire Mother had her son for tea Chorus In love with your stumps (the pain) In love with the bleeding In love with the pain That you once felt (now feel) As you became a carcass (, we became a carcass) (Carcass-you became a carcass) Carcass... carcass... carcrash (I n love with the stumps In love with the bleeding In love with the pain That you now feel As you became a carcass -We became a carcass- Carcass You became a carcass Carcass Get him in... ...but don't whine you swine) Lyric: severin/sioux music: sioux/fenton

Hibiscus head in a flower bed A finger hewn planted and sewn Oh, magic in her hands She could make anything grow Magic in her hands She had green fingers It's curious where the animals don't go Mandrake rooted deep into the soil Where the sun won't fall but it flourishes See the pretty maids all in a row Magic in her hands She could make anything grow Magic in her hands She had green fingers It's reaching And groping a clammy handshake Clawing the ivy Crawling the tight rope along the lattice work With this hand I thee wed With this hand I thee bed With this hand I With this hand, oh With this hand I With this hand, oh With this hand I With this hand With this hand I With this hand With this hand I With this hand With this hand I