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Melodramus – VHM lyrics
Cultivate yourself some intelligence
This race against the skin will leave you dying
Cracks in your smile, Lips bleed denial
Your prize awaits in a mason jar
When deaths too slow I'll be your antidote
When deaths too slow I'll be your antidote
Who is next in line? Who's eyes cease to shine?
Does the air between us taste the same?
Put off for too long, escape and right your wrongs
Welcome to the happiness machine...
Cut off all your waste, pasticize your face
You can be the hero.
God-like all along, beauty in a box.
Binge and purge your ego.
Your appetite is tired of you
Desecrate your body, pollute promiscuous whore
Cracks in your smile, lips bleed denial
Oh, but your prize awaits
When deaths too slow I'll be your antidote
When deaths too slow I'll be your antidote
Who is next in line? Who's eyes cease to shine?
Does the air between us taste the same?
Put off for too long, escape and right your wrongs
Welcome to the happiness machine...
Cut off all your waste, pasticize your face
You can be the hero.
God-like all along, beauty in a box.
Binge and purge your ego.
Cultivate yourself some intelligence
This race against the skin will leave you dying
Cracks in your smile, Lips bleed denial
Your prize awaits in a mason jar
When deaths too slow I'll be your antidote
When deaths too slow I'll be your antidote
Who is next in line? Who's eyes cease to shine?
Does the air between us taste the same?
Put off for too long, escape and right your wrongs
Welcome to the happiness machine...
Cut off all your waste, pasticize your face
You can be the hero.
God-like all along, beauty in a box.
Binge and purge your ego.
Your appetite is tired of you
Desecrate your body, pollute promiscuous whore
Cracks in your smile, lips bleed denial
Oh, but your prize awaits
When deaths too slow I'll be your antidote
When deaths too slow I'll be your antidote
Who is next in line? Who's eyes cease to shine?
Does the air between us taste the same?
Put off for too long, escape and right your wrongs
Welcome to the happiness machine...
Cut off all your waste, pasticize your face
You can be the hero.
God-like all along, beauty in a box.
Binge and purge your ego.
Cultivate yourself some intelligence
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