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Crionics - Junkie Shuffle lyrics
Flashback! 
 Divided into episodes
 Relive
 The tortures on a higher dose
 Fucked up
 A nightmare wrapped in fairytales
 A youth went forth to learn what fear was
 Headfirst
 Ghost-driven collision course
 Cheap trick
 Hands in holy dialogue
 High five
 Rate and share the alibis
 I can't see you so you can't see me
 Shock-waved
 High up on the amplitude
 Full speed
 Overdosed and paranoid
 Breast-fed
 From venom-rooted family tree
 I can't say why but I don't like it
 Impact
 Mirror made of broken glass
 Make up
 To look familiar more or less
 Full stop
 Mimic frozen in the move
 I hide behind my alter ego
 [Bridge:]
 These thoughts to be told
 These words to be heard
 This fear to be felt
 The silence to break
 I got a mop and a bucket
 And a temple of dirt
 Can't read the "What's left" slogan
 On the back of my shirt
(Who cares anyhow?)
 I'm with a fist-fucked-fairyCrionics - Junkie Shuffle - http://motolyrics.com/crionics/junkie-shuffle-lyrics.html
 And a son of a bitch
 I brought a fork and a grinder
 To get rid of the itch
 Caress
 And dance with the unsuitable
 Reset
 The memories unspeakable
 Whiplash
 Neck and crop racked by remorse
 I hope I won't have to remember
 Another day to kill the pain
 Repeat
 The lesson as if to explain
 Once more
 Panic at the roundabout
 What goes up, must come down
 Forgot the keys to the locker
 Where I coffered my head
 And so I tend to a landmine
 To put on instead
(Who cares anyhow?)
 There is this ten-ton-trigger
 At the panic-release
 How the hell did I get here, 
 And how can I leave?
 I have a broken compass
 And self-painted map
 I am about to nothing
 So I stay where I'm at
 In the bed in the chamber
 In the house of this town
 Like in a foreign culture
 I live here on my own
 Did you come for the money?
 Did you come for the show?
 I am a puppet of action
 ... who cares anyhow?









