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.candyass lyrics.

.social enemies. (J. Gordon/A. Derakh/R. Shuck/J. Abraham/T. Vanleeuwen)

Social, weapons that miss.
Pretend them to save,
cowards, bastards to shame,
condemned social slaves.
Here to save the freaks again you think and I bet you
always will.
Here to save the freaks, again you think,
here, here to save the freaks.

Snakes, causing the fate,
satdistic and free, so free.
Traders, defendants behave, lieges stay away, from me.
Saints keep knocking, go home.
Don't sell me mary, no, no.
Making the crazies well inside
you think and I bet you always will.

Chorus: Calling us no good,
You are the social enemies.
We change the people day to day.
Making us no good,
you are the social enemies,
changing the people day to day.

Agitators, talking the show,
messing with hurt,
to be the number one.
Smashers battling the HIV's,
proud of yourselves aren't you?
Making the crazies well inside,
you think, and I bet you always will

Chorus

Why must we play?
So bitter me.
I'm suffering now,
the nowhere me.
Stop trying to say,
you fell into this place.
So tragic you found,
the nowhere me.

Here to save the freaks,
again you think here, here to save the freaks.....
(repeat till end.)

.stitches. (J. Gordon/A. Derakh/R. Hewitt/R. Shuck)

If it stayed, I'd never leave it.
If that turned around I'd greave the,
special dirty things, that we used to talk about.
I mean that loving you is strange and adored by me throuout,
oh no it's you again.
Someday soon you'll find that someone,
waiting for the chance to beat you,
drooling on the set to feel you.
Blessing you with every kiss.

Chorus: Tying yourself to me,
stitch up my emptiness, cuz you're the death of me.
So precious loving the thrill.
Tying yourself to me,
stitch up my emptiness, cuz you're the death of me.
So precious loving the thrill.

Such the patient one who needs me,
the spoiled one who wins.
So shocking where's your sense?
Don't you know, I hate you so.
Unsatisfied, you little girl.

Chorus x 2

Rolling dice, and seeming queer,
bastard love, a sick affair.
Lets see what new disease you'll fetch,
I mean that fucking you is strange and adored by me throughout,
oh its you again,
blessing you with every kiss.

So precious you know this hate of mine exploded.
I'm so deranged you know,
I will never be the same.

Chorus

.dissention. (J. Gordon/A. Derakh/R. Hewitt/R. Shuck/P. Haley)

Found out your really something,
they talk about you.
Then turn your confidence, against you now, into nothing.
Grinning from the daze, petrified and blazed.
Feels good, to know they care.
Special friends, simply two-faced.

Chorus: You couldn't let go, your talking got you here.
Tearing up, everyone,
respect, you know.

They say I'm jaded, cuz they know its true.
With all those silly people,
on the wonder wheel.
Glisten from the daze, purified and crazed.
Feels good, to hear them share,
hateful friends, simply two-faced.

Chorus

Don't waste your fucking time,
let live, let go.
(repeat till end)

.platinum. (J. Gordon/A. Derakh/R. Hewitt/R. Shuck)

You can't escape what makes you tragic you know.
Vicious cuz you want to be,
leaving time possessed to please you.
What might have been was never the way you envisioned things.
So difficult to stop pretending,
whats this to you anywayz?

Chorus: Turn down the voluptuous,
keeping close to me again.
Hold back your virtues.
Your fearless in motion

So why keep asking me?
Nothing common suits you,
you live again in solitary.
Look away for now, beautiful alone.
Now who decides to settle down?
Maybe nobody really cares.
Whats this to you anyway?

Chorus

Something dirty's got you dear,
makes me want to be with you.
Something painfuls with you dear,
Makes me want to be with you

You're better off saying nothing,
wish for a happy ending.
You're better off saying nothing,
repent so alls forgiven
Something dirty's got you dear, makes me want to be with you.
Something painfuls with you dear makes me want to be with you...

.fetisha. (J. Gordon/A. Derakh/R. Hewitt/R. Shuck)

Fe-tish-a
Day glow all of you, made for those little sick ones.
Played out in super drag,
mistreat, another piece of you.
Pleasing you was a trick, raping you all with a stick.
Arming up with more reasons to snap you out of bliss.
Cut-out of aleister fiend, you're entering this machine.
Glaring one eye for me, just a second and a chance to see you.
Violated by a crowd of me.
It's getting bigger like you used to be.

Chorus: Tell them all she won't be back,
Cuz she needed a change.
Turned away from her fears,
Shes been falling down.
Tell them all, shes gonna be gone gone gone.
Just listen to me.

Cuz she needed the friends,
she will always be, she will always be,
because she needed the friends.
She will always no me, she will always know me,
she needed the fringe, deemed to follow the fears.
Before she goes, she will always know me

Chorus out

.fiend. (J. Gordon/A. Derakh/R. Hewitt/R. Shuck)

Whats behind your painted face, can you see the real
pig in the mirror?
Revenge you breed I hate,
your skeletons begging to get out, one by one.
Don't let your secrets get out, keep it in the brain dead circle, this is you.
Create a new fantasia, cuz it beats hating yourself, hating yourself.

Chorus: You came first into mind,
known to feel unkind.
Blind by what we're showing,
known to feel unkind.

Violet pretty, you show your face.
You're always fiending so you crave.
Laying the dumb ones down you love the,
thrill of the chase, this is you.
I laid you down then walked on you.
Torrid binges bit you throughout,
misery for two, choking, choking on your sweetness.

Chorus

I took fifteen from you, and you'll never get them back.
Truly disgracful don't you know, you're not the lucky one.

Chorus

You can't promise me you didn't know,
promise me you'll know.
(repeat till end)

.blue monday. (Bernard Sumner/Gillian Gilbert/Peter Hook/Stephen Morris)

How does it feel?
To treat me like you do.
When you've laid your hands apon me, and told me who you are.
I thought I was mistaken,
I thought I heard your words.
Tell me, how does it feel?
Tell me, now how do I feel?

Chorus: How does it feel?
How should I feel?
Tell me, how does it feel?
To treat me like you do.

Those who came before me,
lived through their volcations.
From the past untill completion,
they will turn away no more.
And still I find it so hard, to say what I need to say.
But I'm quite sure that you'll tell me,
just how I should feel today.

I see a ship in the harbor, I can and shall obey.
But if it wasn't for your misfortune,
I'd be a heavenly person today.
And I thought I was mistaken,
and I thought I heard you speak.
Tell me how do I feel?
Tell me know how should I feel?

Now I stand here waiting (waiting)....

I thought I told you to leave me, as I walked down to the beach.
Tell me how does it feel,
When your heart grows cold (grows cold, grows cold)....

Chorus out

.gender. (J. Gordon/A. Derakh/R. Hewitt/R. Shuck)

I wish I was infinite, in giving my way.
I'd be so fuckin' kool,
when I'm feeling the rush.
I look at you through different eyez,
I never knew my thoughts televise.
What you think,
I'm the twin inside you.

Chorus: Its hard to believe what you say, unaccepting what,
you've tried to show us.
And nothing can fix what's incomplete,
can get to us, never get to us.

Refreshing the memories of times we've known.
Constantly stumbling over reason.
Where do these go now so true.
Covering no one else but you.
Stepping up to freak the day,
devour every modern day.

Chorus

Fell awake in my dizziness,
I'm blinding, I wish I was obedient,
aren't I something?
I'll never be rational, I'm finding,
my way to everyone in this velvet sky of mine.

Boredom does nothing for me,
so why does it follow?
Walking with the deadbeats down the street.
I want everything.
I'll be your idol, be your maker,
your everything.
Your dirty dream designer,
be your everything

Boredom does nothing for me,
so why does it follow?
Walking with the deadbeats down the street, I want everything.

.all the same. (J. Gordon/A. Derakh/R. Hewitt/R. Shuck/P. Haley)

You think it' all the same,
but I want you to believe I could be so like you.
By now you've figured out that I want you educated cuz
it's so like you

Pre-Chorus: Because it's all the same,
I could be something like you.
Because it's all the same,
Watch you kill for me.

Everytime I want to and everyday I will be so like you.
Hitting all the helpless,
smoking with the infants, cuz it's just like you, you.

Pre-Chorus

Chorus: So hidden in the picture,
I'm wrapping the world around me.
They've been insisiting there's no difference between us.

Don't listen, turn around, people might just see you now.
Make yourself a part of me to let you go.

Pre-Chorus

Chorus

.pantomime. (J. Gordon/A. Derakh/R. Hewitt/R. Shuck/P. Haley)

They feel they've raised her, the new queen of evolution.
Her fate won't see to that, cuz we're gonna know her later.
Grab that girl, get her home, lets put her on restriction.
Last time we let her go, she missed two dayz of skool
lets get her back, get her back.
She found the shoe that fits, I think you know what's
gonna happen to her,
I think she really liked, all the things that she learned.

Chorus: This feels like, a real life fantasy,
it feels like you.

Relaxed in vermin life, applause takes place of feeling bad.
So you tried it recalling memories of charm skool
pantomime turned so bad.
Can't hide it dainty socialite, she changed her point of view,
now shes bad.

Be a good girl like, you're supposed to,
dominate your fear, I think you better know.

Chorus Out

.revival. (J. Gordon/A. Derakh/R. Hewitt/R. Shuck/J. Davis)

So what's with your kind?
You scavage to find what makes you.
Supreme in design, accuse you cuz they had the fun.
So differently divine, when my mind goes override.
It's so typical to capture an anonymity,
I choose the crowd to divine.

Chorus: So you see I try,
(Jon Davis)I cannot ever displace.
You see I'm jaded at times,
(Jon Davis)from nowhere leaving this place.
So you seen me die,
(Jon Davis)Right infront of your face.
You see I'm jaded at times,
(Jon Davis)from nowhere leaving this place.

(Jay and Jon together)uh wuh uh uh oh, uh wuh uh uh oh.
Uh wuh uh ah ah oh, uh wuh uh uh oh.

They made us with a tool,
then they taught us how to live.
We met the candyman, he filled us with our contraband,
then they scared us all away.
While you're visiting your bubble of reality,
salivating at the sound of the bells.
I'll be seducing you through your confession.
They've been the ones you've known forever.
Someones been lied to, with all the rage caught us dismal.
At times we've known forever.

Chorus

You've been denied of supervision, just a test-tube life away.
You took your time so too late missing what you've never had,
I'll be the only one that knows, just how we;ve been abused.

Chorus Out

.dizzy. (J. Gordon/A. Derakh/R. Hewitt/R. Shuck)

You're just another pretty face,
in a room full of whores.
No you don't mean much.
Used to be so naive, catatonic now you seem to be,
so much better than before.

Chorus: Dumb dumb dizzy dizzy dumb dumb dizzy dizzy dumb dumb....

Now you've made a mess of yourself you've made a mess of
everything you're a mess a fucking mess.

Chorus

.jayded.