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DOMESTICATED VAMPIRES
Hell its light outside and it is hell in here
Pass a pint of blood, I want a pint of beer
We're hanging upside down, I'm hanging inside out
You're just a poor excuse, something you'd know about
Another victim to share, another fight to unfold
You're frustratingly hot, and you're regrettably cold
The bite marks on your neck just prove that you are mine
I'm looking for something better half of the time
CHORUS
We're working crazy from 9 to 5
Wearing dark shades to keep us alive
Domesticated vampires, husband and wife
And we can bite it!!
It's good to pass the time
If we are looking real cross its the fault of the church
There's no longer visitors so its longer to search
I'm playing "I spy with my little eye"
You're every fang to me and that I can't deny
Lets push the coffins close and form a double bed
Your dinners getting warm and its already half bled
I had an ugly dream you gave a garlic kiss
The life we lead together is just hit and miss
CHORUS
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Maybe I'm paranoid or just dumb
I'm trying to work out where I'm from and why
And do I even have a name?
Feels like I'm boxed in once again
Its time to fly
CHORUS
Feeling less able and slightly unstable each day
Caught like a fly in a web and I can't fly away
Feeling less able and slightly unstable each day
I think I'm boxed in and not feeling a thing
Life is grey
The jokes I'm cracking with a straight face
I'm told there's a time and a place to go
I'm picture perfect picture this
I've always been so hit and miss
Oh no!
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Him: I know who you've met and where you've been
Most beautiful sight I've ever seen
I cannot keep my eyes off you
Each bit that wiggles, each thing you do
Her: Those boggling eyes just creep me out
They seem to follow me about
X-ray to my underwear
You're always here, you're always there
CHORUS
Both: Sweet something you're my empress
Say something I'm trying to impress / undress
Him: I treasure something that I found
An apple core you threw on the ground
Did you find the flowers I left at your door?
I sent one cock pic but no more
Her: Your feeble attempts at poetry
Do not have any effect on me
That poor excuse you call a face
Has features all in the wrong place
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I'M FIRED
Guess I'm fired up (Simply I don't care)
Matter of life choice
A choice of mine
I speak with one voice
But twice of the time
Who am I saving?
A stitch up to unwind
Pass the ammunition the retributions mine
No innocent victims
No innocence at all
Just contradictions
All deserve to fall
Who is this speaking?
The voices in my head
Telling me do one thing that I may regret
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The Raven
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HIM: If this is the last song I write
I'd like it to be one without spite
Something I'm not accustomed to
And reflects unfairly on you
But as my fingers strike chords
All my intentions are ignored
And the bitterness stored in my head
Is sprayed out of the page
Like a beast freed from cage
"Oh how hurt and betrayed" is what's said
If it's that bad a life
I should take a razor or knife
So loved ones taste the strife instead
What a pitiful groan - just leave me all alone
HER: If these are the last words you pen
Before you print them please count to ten
A ballad or soft lullaby
Would be worthy to remember you by
So in these cold lonely night as reality bites
And depression hits heights I've not known
There are words I can clutch
And though that is not much
It's far better to touch than that tome
Full of hate, hurt and lies
And the people despised
In the songs I'm surprised I was shown
Fake feelings overblown, don't leave me all alone
HIM: I did not know how you felt and though my heart is does melt
My romantic words smelt fake and foul
HER: It need not be Shakespeare - Just words that loud and clear
State your love, not the fear that you growl
BOTH: Oh how happy we are, yippie de la-de-da
But the feelings are marred by the sound
Of the pending last line oh please more time to shine
HIM: Give me time to write one song more
So I can capture all we've explored
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And so the barbed wire it tore through my jaw
More spiked than the barbed words you swore
I felt my throat cut and my blood start to spurt
And it was ruining the named clothes that I wore
CHORUS
Seen it coming
I look for a sweetness but girl you are bereft
I'm tangled and trapped in the barbed wire you left
We only pretended we got on just fine
You said I'd no guts but these guts are all mine
And so the blood pours for the weakest of cause
I only ever hinted my thoughts
And every time that I move it cuts another groove
You always seemed to want to know warts n all
So as I slowly choke I wonder which of us spoke
I'd have torn you down with what's in my mind
I'm like a scarecrow from which the maggots do grow
The blood I fear is making me blind
Now there's a final breath and its all I've got left
I'm hanging onto it whilst I can
I scared the crows away but alas you still stayed
I'm a shadow of the man that I am
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Reminder
02:43
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[I know what you want to do
Let me play with you
You can look but you can't touch it
You must obey, you must submit
Bad boy, do as I say
I want you to crawl my way]
I'm lost in these echoing corridors
I'm caught in this maze
Searching out for someone to save me
So I don't rot in this place
Repeat / refresh
I hear the voice again
CHORUS
I'm down on my knees to pray
To give all my life away
I'm aware of my place
A punch in the face
Mistress I will do all that you say
I have no direction or ambition
And that's why I serve
All my life is a contradiction
I've been a slave since birth
Do this / do that
I hear the voice again
And I like it
CHORUS
[Such slender, so divine
Surrender, now you're mine]
CHORUS
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Tortured and Tainted
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Marc Freak London, UK
Musician, author, photographer and life model. With influences ranging from the lofi pop of Guided by Voices, the gothic
melodrama of Nick Cave, the glam of Bowie and the nakedness of Iggy Pop. Former frontman of Freak Circus and Dead Joe.
Blending all of these styles together and spewing them out in his own way. That is, when he isn't playing glam rock with Weymouth based Glass Spiders!
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