Indy-viduals

Oct 01, 2005 19:19

Futon is composed of Thai, Japanese, and English. They are none high-religious friendly, however, good to chill with.

These links are online stream. Go hack to download it if you wish but let me first warn you that they are for online stream purpose. Therefore the file size will be around 500+kb.

Dead Husband Collection

Press my mouth against his lips
Cold dead fingers on my hips
Saved him from the risk of AIDS
With my loving Stanley Blade
The only thing I've done that's wrong ..
is married every single one

My dead husband collection
Rigor Mortis ... Temporary erection
Shower me with all their affection

Skipped the bit, 'till death do us part'
One incision and I have your heart
Dressed for discos every night
Don't miss much except the fights
No more nights in the viral playground
Sniffing around like a coked up bloodhound

My dead husband collection
Rigor Mortis ... Temporary erection
Shower me with all their affection
The only thing I've done that's wrong ..
is married every single one
My dead husband collection
Play

Bangkok Chemist

Cream that makes you white
Pills that make you slim
Drinks that make you go all night
Till you're retchin' in someone else's garbage bin
Horns that makes you hard
Fins that make you wise
Speed that makes you a target
And addictions you love to despise
Bangkok chemist Shopping List
Spins you out you get my drift....
Tigers that make you purr
Snakes that make you slick
Inhalers that leave you dry
And laxatives that make you shit
Beer Chang turns you into your Dad
Xanax turns you into your mum
Mirrors turn you into yourself
And the truth only makes you Numb
Bangkok chemist shopping List
Spins you out
You get my drift....
Give me what I need
And I need what I give
Just give me what I need
And I need what I give
Play

Guessing Game

Reading your emotions is like counting creatures in an ocean
Just when I think I've got you sussed, I see another sign - which do I trust?
Reading in-between the lines is like playing hopscotch in a field of mines
Just when I think we've got it on, that look says no you've it wrong

Like traffic lights that change every second, you tell me to stop,
then I hear you beckon

Give me a sign, if you wanna be mine
Oh, just say so, if you wanna let go
I can't play the guessing game ... you little twat
Talk to you on the telephone
Say you're bored and staying home
You know I'm free ... Don't you wanna see me?
There's no surprise, what comes next
I'm torn apart by your text

I'm drowning in doubt
Throw me a line

Your love is like a mountain
You got to help me climb
I can't play the guessing game
Why don't you play another way?
Play

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