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Loca Chamber
04:32
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LOCA CHAMBER
A space where psycho-tortures are common
A spiteful non-ending period
Where Love and Pain are fighting 'n screwing yar mind
In a steady vicious circle...
A space where Philosophy may help
A space of droppable Hopes
An auto-mutilated space
A delirious blooded Chamber...
Adios!, tomorow's anodaday! ...
Tomorow is today for me...
Tomorow is too late -Poor me !!
Adios!, tomorow's anodaday! ...
Tomorow is today for me...
Tomorow is too late !!!
Loca Chamber is a fragment
Loca Chamber like yar cement
Loca Chamber is good client
For your desires & nightmares !
A lil' place to lose
The breeding Destiny
A lil' place for blues
-For Angel's attorneys!
Adios!, tomorow's anodaday! ...
Tomorow is today for me...
Tomorow is too late -Poor me !!
Adios!, tomorow's anodaday! ...
Tomorow is today for me...
Tomorow is too late !!!
Loca Chamber is a Circus
Loca Chamber's not enough..!
-Universe without psalms
Starts at the very End.
We've all been abducted
Packed inda Loca Chamber
With a key -Lucky-key
To touch, to smell, feel & breath
The Deliverance...
The pure frangrance
Of Eternity.
Loca Chamber -It ain't suck me !
Loca Chamber -Dat's just the Life...
Loca Chamber : I will escape.
Adios!, tomorow's anodaday! ...
Tomorow is today for me...
...And tomorow's too late -Poor me !!
All Music ©2010GUNADDICTION
All Lyrics ©L.B.MACHOWICZakaBobSLEG
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2. |
Bedtime
02:21
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BEDTIME
Bedtime is welcome
Bedtime is like my Son...
More than fuckin' sun
I need my bedtime now...
Bedtime is coming
Bedtime : I fear it !
Bedtime is coming
Bedtime : I fear it !
Menthoholics abductions
Won't tear me apart of dat place :
The one where 'am Alone,
The one which eez my Present
Bedtime is cumin'
Bedtime, I'll try to dare !
Bedtime is cumin'
Bedtime az cruel nightmare !!
Bedtime! x4
Tender pills absorptions
Will get me to dat place :
The one wich eez my Future,
The one where we're Alone...
-No more pillows' there !!!
Bedtime is here
Bedtime : cry for it !
Bedtime's howlin'
Bedtime : I fear it !
All Music ©2010GUNADDICTION
All Lyrics ©L.B.MACHOWICZakaBobSLEG
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CRASHED MOTORCYCLE BOY (aka C.M.B.)
CrashedMotorcycleBoy
Riding on the Stripper
CrashedMotorcycleBoy
Riding 'round the corner
-Blond babes and Ghosts
-Blood, guts & jawz
-Blond babes and Ghosts
-Blood, guts & jawz
He's safe / He's brave / He's deaf
And he'll be fucking dead !
He's safe / He's brave / He's deaf
And he'll be fucking dead !
C.M.B / C.M.B
Going straight through walls -of Prejudiceez
Going straight through doors -of Perception
Going straight through trees -Planet's lungh
He's safe / He's brave / He's deaf
And he'll be fucking dead !
He's safe / He's brave / He's deaf
And he'll be fucking dead !
S.A.F.E / D.E.A.D
CrashedMotorcycleBoy
Riding on the Stripper
CrashedMotorcycleBoy
-Blond babes and Ghosts
CrashedMotorcycleBoy
Riding 'round the corner
CrashedMotorcycleBoy
-Blood, guts & jawz
He's safe / He's brave / He's deaf
And he'll be fucking dead !
He's safe / He's brave / He's deaf
And he'll be fucking dead !
C.M.B / C.M.B
Going straight through walls -of Prejudiceez
Going straight through doors -of Perception
Going straight through Death -dis eez dee End...
Straight through Death -Oui, c'est la vie!
All Music ©2010GUNADDICTION
All Lyrics ©L.B.MACHOWICZakaBobSLEG
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DON'T FIST-FUCK WITH ME... JUST FEAST FOR ME !
Not at the Fest
But Hell's runnin' deep in my veins
Don't fist-fuck wit me... just feast for me !
Not at the Fest
But 'am feelin' the non-endin' Quest
Don't fist-fuck wit' me... just feast for me !
I don't wanna punish myself
I can't even bondage my health
I don't wanna punish myself
I can't even bondage my Hell
Not at HellFest
Bu' right in tempest
Don't fist-fuck wit me... just feast for me !
-Where's the lifebelt !?
-Bring me an Escape !!
Don't fist-fuck wit' me... just feast for me !
I don't wanna punish myself
I can't even bondage my health
I don't wanna punish myself
I can't even bondage my Hell
I can't live for both
I can't live alone...
So there is no throne
To sit & fix the depression
-To kill the fully filled emptiness of bloody-me and the fuckin' Visions.
I don't wanna punish myself
I can't even bondage my health
I can't even bondage my Hell
I can't either level my rage.......
All Music ©2009GUNADDICTION
All Lyrics ©2009L.B.MACHOWICZakaBobSLEG
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5. |
Hoover Power
03:52
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HOOVER POWER
You're my kicker
I can see it all clear !
You're my sharper :
'Feel sharp as a tack
(But) boiling with doubts
And asking for more..!
Where's dat hoova !?
'Don't wanna boozin' 'n' sleep
'Don't need no rest
I've gat lotsa to check
'Don't need no rest
I've gat lotsa to check
Where's dat bloody hoova !!?
'Don't wanna lose da powa
Where's dat bloody hoova !?
Like a J. Edgar sheep
Like a soulless me...
You're my kicker
-Hoover power!
You're my sharper :
Splitting my mind
Peppering my thoughts
With terror and envy..!!
Where's dat hoova !?
'Don't wanna boozin' 'n' sleep
'Don't need no rest
I've Gat lotsa to check
'Don't need no rest
I've Gat lotsa to check
Where's dat bloody hoova !!?
'Don't wanna lose da powa
Where's dat bloody hoova !?
Like a J. Edgar sheep
Like a soulless me...
You're my kicker / -Hoover power!
You're my sharper / -Hoover power!
You're a swindler / 'Am your hustler... / 'Am your hustler!!
All Music ©2010GUNADDICTION
All Lyrics ©2010L.B.MACHOWICZakaBobSLEG
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6. |
60K
04:12
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60K
Sixty thousand! Hos-ta-ges! Sixty thousand!
Sixty thousand hostages in France
How many pot smokers
How many poor lil' robbers ?!
Sixty thousand prisonners in trance
How many pure psychos
How many Genuine killers ?
How many pure psychos
-Genuine killers !
Sixty thousand! Hos-ta-ges! Sixty thousand!
You lock! You lock! -You Fuck!
Lockin' problems and troubles
Swallowing the keys with no disgust !
You lock! You lock! -You suck!
Locking fears with confidence
Kickin' em deep-dumb in Q.H.S. !
Sixty thousand! Hos-ta-ges! Sixty thousand!
Sixty thousand hostages in France
How many pot smokers
How many poor lil' robbers ?!
Sixty thousand prisonners in trance
How many pure psychos
How many Genuine killers ?
How many pure psychos
-Genuine killers !
Sixty thousand! Hos-ta-ges! Sixty thousand!
You lock! You lock! -You Fuck!
Lockin' problems and troubles
Swallowing the keys with no disgust !
You lock! You lock! -You suck!
Locking fears with confidence
Kickin' em deep-dumb in Q.H.S. !
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! x3
Sixty thousand inmates in France
On mattresses for nightmares
Sixty thousand inmates
With mattress and mates for mistress
Sixty thousand... Sixty thousand...
All Music ©2008GUNADDICTION
All Lyrics ©2008L.B.MACHOWICZakaBobSLEG
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7. |
Thee One¿
03:26
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THEE ONE¿
You make me cry
You make me fly...
I don't care 'bout daily needz
You make me cry
You make me fly...
I just wanna hug your skin
'Koz you beat for me
'Koz I beat for you
('Koz your lagoon eyes shine in mines)
'Koz you're... maybe
THE ONE. THE TRUE.
You pulse my Heart
You "plus" my Life...
No matter if it sounds like 'am yar Slave forever, no...
You pulse my Heart
You "plus" my Life...
No matter what it seems like
You're mine and you can drink my guts
'Koz you beat for me
'Koz I beat for you
('Koz your lagoon eyes shine in mines)
'Koz you're... maybe
THEE ONE¿ THE TRUE!
All Music ©2010GUNADDICTION
All Lyrics ©2010L.B.MACHOWICZakaBobSLEG
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8. |
ZeroKilled [0.K.]
02:05
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0.Killed.
Hallucinated dreams of reality,
Catalyzed thoughts, distorted envy.
Unplugged from the Mould, from true life;
Harshed false blood self-injected with Nitrous...
That's it : I'm in Love with my Machine
-and i need some more amphetamine !
Soon, i'll trace my way through its cables
-like that coca raping my nostrils !
Riding my mind through cerebral hot-tubes ..till dawn
Ending at dusk on the beach of my heart,
Bordering asphyxia...
Crying sugared tears of despair
I will download your love from the matrix
-Maybe imprint my flesh to your tiny hard-drive?
Another White Line / Another Black-listing
-I wont pull-off a brick from that wall,
..just gonna spurt my shit up the Web
And that will be okay... No killed at all...
-Veins : Imploding under dead dried skin, screaming dully... BUT ZERO KILLED.
-Brain : Vomiting over Profiles, Fried by animated digits... BUT ZERO KILLED.
-Heart : Beating on Ziggy'space, cruising for tenderness... AND ZERO KILLED.
-Bones : Shaking in an electro shocked rythm while typing Poetry... AND ZERO KILLED.
-Soul : Floating from hard-core pop-ups to arty doped blogz... AND STILL NO KILLED!
All Music ©2010GUNADDICTION
All Lyrics ©2005SylviciousDESLAVES&L.B.MACHOWICZakaBobSLEG
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9. |
Jailed Memories
02:43
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JAILED MEMORIES
I can sip some old scotch & drink beerz by liters
Easily smokin' tons of fagz with no filterz,
I can ride my red beautie backside for hours
Smokin' high potent weed & tellin' dirty jokes,
But i can't tell the number !
I can't even remember
What happened last Autumn
-I wish i could write it down !
I fought a huge number of stormy nites
And never got flesh creeped,
I can understand a whole of psycho-tricks
Then i can smile or take a swing...
Do i need a psychiatrist -or full-plugged memories ?!
Hey! I only feel those instantaneous mellow vibes...
Coz’ i dont remember !
Still can't tell the number
Of Winterz under my chest
-I wish i could write out a fest!
Please, let me unjail my memories...
Do not reset my will !
Let me please discharge my memories...
And jeez! you’ll pay the bill!
Please, let me unjail my memories...
And have a pregnant with meaning flash !
Let me please discharge my memories...
And face my life in all good faith!
Please, let me unjail my memories...
Do not reset my will !
Let me please discharge my memories...
And jeez! you’ll pay the bill!
All Music ©2005GUNADDICTION
All Lyrics ©2005L.B.MACHOWICZakaBobSLEG
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10. |
Winter Holidays
03:12
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WINTER HOLIDAYS
This is Winter holidays
We've waited so long to meet again !
But the wind can change its mind
And bring us a faster end
'Koz on Winter holidays
The sun can't always shines
And the glamy dream turns dark
As fast as a bloody starving shark...
(This is) Winter holidays
'Am so fucking happy
The sun shines everywhere :
In the streets, in my eyes...
Even through my ass !
Stormy Winter holidays
South is filled-up with horny chicks
Just for me to sink that deep
In fuckin' romantic trips...
That woz Winter holidays
And now it only tastes
A sour taste of loneliness...
Real bad taste for mental health !
(This is) Winter holidays
'Am so fucking happy
The sun shines everywhere :
In the streets, in my eyes...
Even through my ass !
All Music ©2010GUNADDICTION
All Lyrics ©2007L.B.MACHOWICZakaBobSLEG
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11. |
The Sharp-Pointed Knife
02:57
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THE SHARP-POINTED KNIFE
Lemmy stay in dat torture state
-Don't know why
-Can't get the point
Bu' lemmy sink in dat permanent swamp-state...
-Don't know why
-Can't get the point
Dat's clear you wanna inflict
A sour punishment
A harsh pinching
-Deep aftermath !
Lemmy torture my state
Statin' on those "whys?"
Gimme a sharp-pointed knife
And the bloody strength
Can't be more clear
Can't wosh my doubts
But 'am gunna drink yar liarz
'Till kingsized in a stunned balloon !
Lemmy stay in dat torture state
'Till I snap in a dark splash
Like the splinter of our possible Future
Like the fire under a dried old perfumed fur...
Dat's clear you're gonna inflict
A permanent wound
A jovial sour-taste
'Kind of wound of Youth!
Lemmy burn like a vicious Sid under heroïn
Lemmy blow like a suicidal zeppelin
-I don't hate you.
-I don't blame you...
'Am just gunna roll my pain deep in guts
'Till my Mind lose the North frm the Heart
Can't drink and get funnily drunk anymore,
Can't smoke and burn my bridges for Hope
Can't wait for the deep (cuttin') throat
Can't check if my Soul is above
You're makin' me spinelesser
You're givin' me true lessons
You're digin' in me
The hole where you're gone.........................
All Music ©GUNADDICTION
All Lyrics ©L.B.MACHOWICZakaBobSLEG
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12. |
No More Fears
03:32
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NO MORE FEARS
I don’t (really) care ‘koz i know
I’m not gonna last
I don’t really care ‘koz i know
I will be called back
I’m not (even) scared ‘koz i know
I won’t be the last
I’m not even scared ‘koz i know
I sure will depart
I don’t give a damned shit
-For my life
I don’t give a damned shit
-For future
I can’t do sweat and fear
-Every day
I can’t do sweat and fear
-For life cure
I don’t (really) care ‘koz i know
I’m not gonna last
I don’t really care ‘koz i know
I will be called back
I’m not (even) scared ‘koz i know
I won’t be the last
I’m not even scared ‘koz i know
I sure will depart
I don’t give a damned shit
-For my life
I don’t give a damned shit
-For future
I can’t do sweat and fear
-Every day
I can’t do sweat and fear
-For life cure
I go! Not crawling, nore running, simply i go!
No paradoxeez, no paradiseez : i’ll go for Heat
No more fears, no dead trees -I go for it !
(And please) don’t keep me on machines !
I go! Anywhere i go, any way i make -I go !
Straight ahead, far from frights,
In yer minds, no dead cows -I go !
Don’t use (any) god for my go, no! no! no!
Try to tease : spend your tears
-And let me blow !
All Music ©2005GUNADDICTION
All Lyrics ©2005L.B.MACHOWICZakaBobSLEG
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13. |
Stronger Than cats
04:57
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(WE ARE) STRONGER THAN CATS
We're just blood, flesh & dirt
But we can beat any Death-tiny...
You start another new Life
-Do you realize ?
You've blew and chew the last
-Do you realize ?
We are stronger than cats!
We can use more than nine lives!
We are stronger than Death
When we've gat lucky starz on our sides...
A barbital odee at seventeen
-Starting back from zero...
Or a risky Benji jump in Eighties
-Starting back from zero...
And it's automatically two lives
-Starting back from zero...
You start another new Life
-Do you realize ?
You've blew and chew the last
-Do you realize ?
We can be stronger than cats
And live more than nine lives...
We are stronger than Death
When we've gat lucky starz on our sides...
We're just blood, flesh & dirt
But we can beat any Death-tiny...
You start another new Life
-Do you realize ?
You've blew and chew the last
-Do you realize ?
All Music ©GUNADDICTION
All Lyrics ©L.B.MACHOWICZakaBobSLEG
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