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Ghouls, Ghouls, Ghouls

by Twilight Creeps

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1.
A.R.A. 02:30
Coursing through my blood your chemical erodes me On sabbatical how come nobody stays home Fail proof accusations where your truth once served me Rather hear your wrongs then muscle through your broken words We are the angry ones through fiery eyes we thrive We wake the dead to try and fix our broken lives Past conversations let them sleep where lovers die Call on our angry reckless alibis A killing moon keeps rising right outside my window Something in the air that makes my skin turn cold Tension headaches welcome to my own worst nightmare Hanging by a thread my grip is finally taking hold We are the angry ones through fiery eyes we thrive We wake the dead to try and fix our broken lives Past conversations let them sleep where lovers die Call on our angry reckless alibis We are the angry ones through fiery eyes we thrive We wake the dead to try and fix our broken lives Past conversations let them sleep where lovers die Call on our angry reckless alibis
2.
Kick 03:06
Seems like he’s heading for catastrophe Can’t seem to function like a normal human being He prays to god sometimes it helps him breathe Now science tells him that there’s no one listening Now Jonny can’t kick like this no way no more And Jonny won’t miss those kids that picked on poor old Jonny boy No self respect repressed Expresses himself through vows of silence Hangs at the bottom of his family tree Grown by neglect and charred by spoon fed tragedy His voice gets lost from all his rage and primal screams Some times the broken hearts become the blackest sheep Now Jonny can’t kick like this no way no more And Jonny won’t miss those kids that picked on poor old Jonny boy No self respect repressed Expresses himself through vows of silence Between a place of what was and what will never be Knee deep in ash and secrets Life long hypocrisy Between a place of what was and what will never be Knee deep in ash and secrets Life long hypocrisy Now Jonny can’t kick like this no way no more And Jonny won’t miss those kids that picked on poor old Jonny boy No self respect repressed Expresses himself through vows of silence
3.
Broken my obsessions got me bleeding out through open veins Cuts from my depression wake the ghosts of those I could not save Faceless, feeble, minded, rotting out behind old parking lots Renovations over leaving nothing but the time we got or lost You can save me We can run away Into the nighttime Where all the monsters are making meals from those who stayed It’s the last line Our institutions thrive Hating the angry And calling the broken To open up their cold dead eyes We are We are the We are the monsters and our time has come Moonlight over water, smoke filled skies from crematoriums Simple lives are slaughtered blame the pages of fangoria Ignorance is dulling to my senses and we've had enough Send us to our climax, to the place where we’re the only ones asleep You can save me We can run away Into the nighttime Where all the monsters are making meals from those who stayed It’s the last line Our institutions thrive Hating the angry And calling the broken To open up their cold dead eyes We are We are the We are the monsters and our time has come We are We are the We are the monsters and our time has come
4.
What can it be? A divine apology? An institution of absolution Well, that’s news to me Just a crude indecency continuation of aggravation Never walk into the light Unless you have an alibi Everything will turn out right Because now we have the night For now, you’ll take a holiday Just a good old fashioned kinda getaway A crooked smile on a tried and true highway One last caress, one last breathe What can it be? Just a broken frequency Evolution by permutation It’s not real to me Just a fucked up fantasy Stimulation of resurrection Never walk into the light Unless you have an alibi Everything will turn out right Because now we have the night For now, you’ll take a holiday Just a good old fashioned kinda getaway A crooked smile on a tried and true highway One last caress, one last breathe
5.
Somethings can be forgiven And somethings not at all What brings us all together tears us apart I used to sleep so soundly But now it’s not at all I’m haunted by my dreams from burns and scars So go on wake me if I’m dreaming Or else I won’t wake up at all So turn your fingers into razors Cause just like god I’ve had enough Consume me in my bed I smell a fire burning My friends out dancing on the ceiling With sweaters made from green and red Heart of gold she'll soon be dead In the end I blame this town Mangled torn and left worn down One two he’s coming for you Three four I locked my door Five six my crucifix don’t work no more Seven eight I stayed up late and Nine ten I failed again This time I’ll dream right to the very end So go on wake me if I’m dreaming Or else I won’t wake up at all So turn your fingers into razors Cause just like god I’ve had enough Consume me in my bed I smell a fire burning My friends out dancing on the ceiling With sweaters made from green and red Heart of gold she'll soon be dead In the end I blame this town Mangled torn and left worn down
6.
Suddenly your senses fill with glee Surrender on your knees Like giving blood Close your eyes Don’t fight it No surprise Delighted Tell me now This blood's for you This blood's for you This blood's for you This blood's for you Patiently awaiting Dusk till dawn Lights fading Cross your heart Now hope to die Fall asleep forever Don’t look back And never tell no one This blood's for you This blood's for you This blood's for you This blood's for you Tastes like copper Smells like wine This blood's for you This blood's for you This blood's for you This blood's for you
7.
I keep my thoughts where open minds go Locked up in a bottle Throw it all away Tight chested cardiac arrest My lungs are on the pavement No one stayed It’s hard to tell you but our hearts get hardened over time Like rocks on water it’s our time to sink Check check check Check your story Then change the words you say Beg yourself for forgiveness In some old fashioned kind of way Deep sleep lit cigarettes and codeine Alcohol eroding organs fail Cheap shots apologetic voices Echo through the walls where no one cares If I can’t heal then there is nothing left to severe I can’t speak with both your hands around my throat Check check check Check your story Then change the words you say Beg yourself for forgiveness In some old fashioned kind of way Check check check Check your story Then change the words you say Beg yourself for forgiveness In some old fashioned kind of way Check check check Check your story Then change the words you say Beg yourself for forgiveness In some old fashioned kind of way Check check check Check your story Then change the words you say Beg yourself for forgiveness In some old fashioned kind of way
8.
Blood Junkie 02:11
Useless apathetic trading knowledge with a mirror When a one way conversation changed from conflict turns to fear You can shake your fists in anger even though nobody’s home Entertain hallucinations in a hotel room alone Let go 1234 Let go Leaving bodies on the floor A blood junkies always looking for a score Walking through the valley down Ventura boulevard When I saw some girl beside me selling churros from her car Then some guy ran up behind her stealing everything she had Safe to say I found my fix inside this poorly sharped dressed man Let go 1234 Let go Leaving bodies on the floor A blood junkies always looking for a score Just a junkie left here waiting wanting more
9.
Lee, don’t leave me lying here tonight An insubstantial pose of apathy An encore with my charcoal valentine Forever an elected casualty It can’t be happening again Don’t look now it’s happening again, is there no empathy? Well I’ll Follow, follow, her down that coal mine rabbit hole Heed my warning, trainwreck anyway Swallow, all those, sincere naive angelic souls A minor mishap doomed us anyway Swallow, all those l, bitter pills that we have sowed A vicious cycle doomed us anyway You hooked me with your narcotic desires Promise of a future not just memories Slowly dancing with my hearts design Basking in the glow of this obscenity It can’t be happening again Don’t look now it’s happening again, is there no empathy? Well I’ll Follow, follow, her down that coal mine rabbit hole Heed my warning, trainwreck anyway Swallow, all those, sincere naive angelic souls A minor mishap doomed us anyway, anyway I'm just a sucker for your grip Now I'm just jonesin' for your fix I'm just a sucker for your grip Now I'm just jonesin' for your fix Follow, follow, her down that coal mine rabbit hole Heed my warning, trainwreck anyway Swallow, all those, sincere naive angelic souls A vicious cycle doomed us anyway, anyway, anyway
10.
Sunset '89 02:44
She moves like a saint likes a radio Just a wide eyed rodeo Trashed her pad when she heard her band From the broadcast radio Hells St. fire lights cigarettes Likes long walks on the road Long tall sally likes drinks and coke Never lost up in the fold So go and tell her as you fail her to the demons of the street Good night and go to sleep Go try and sell her to the krell that you’ve been hiding in your feet like swine Too fast for love to fast for speed she gets just what she needs Street life knife fights breaking hearts On the street she’s still the queen Gold dust digger digging into her arm When the lime lights to obscure Crashed her car getting out of a show Showing up like she’s still the cure So go and tell her as you fail her to the demons of the street Good night and go to sleep Go try and sell her to the krell that you’ve been hiding in your feet like swine So go and tell her as you fail her to the demons of the street Good night and go to sleep Go try and sell her to the krell that you’ve been hiding in your feet like swine
11.
Meteor Shit 01:59
Meteor shit! Meteor shit! Meteor shit! Meteor shit! Jordy Verrill your a lunkhead You're a lunkhead Jordy boy Jordy Verrill your a lunkhead You're a lunkhead Jordy boy Meteor shit! Meteor shit! Meteor shit! Jordy Verrill your a lunkhead You're a lunkhead Jordy boy Jordy Verrill your a lunkhead You're a lunkhead Jordy boy

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released February 12, 2021

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