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Sextapes: Crawlspace

Monday, September 29, 2008

OH..  YOUR SERIOUS
SINCE 1992
WHAT PLAYS INSIDE OF YOU

I LIKE TO BE HERE
UNDER THE GROUND
LAUGHING MY FACE OFF
STIRRING UNDERGROUND
I THINK IM IN LOVE
BUT SO UNDEFINED

CRAWLING TO SAFE DISTANCE
IS YOUR EMPTY LIFE ORIGINAL
DO YOU FEEL I’VE LEARNED TO CROSS MY LOVERS
DO YOU FEEL LIKE A PANTOMIME

DOWN IN THE CRAWLSPACE
I’LL BRING YOU
COMING DOWN IN THE CRAWLSPACE
DOWN IN THE DARK COLD CELLAR
YOUR LIVING IN CRAWL SPACE AGAIN

AGAIN I DIG YOU UP
FROM THE OTHERS IN THIS PLACE
BURY YOU THIS WAY
TO KEEP YET ANOTHER
CRAWLING WAY DOWN
TO REACH YOUR INTERCEPTION
STAY WITH ME NOW LOVE
DRESSED IN OILED RAGS AGAIN

OOH  AAH..   CRAWLING OUT

TO BE ADMIRED AND FULL ATTENTION

AND IM CRAWLING WITH YOU IN MY MIND
EXTREMELY TRULY DEVINE
THRU TRAP DOOR, DOWN BELOW
UNDERNEATH THE CARPET
CAUSE YOUR MINE

A WORD OF CAUTION:
THEY BAIT ME
FOR ALL THE BITTER LIES
IM CRAWLING BACKWARDS
TRYING TO GET OUT
I CAN’T GET OUT!
IT’S IMPOSSIBLE TO REACH THE TINY SHAFT LIGHT

‘ I AM ONLY FOR YOU’
‘ WILL ALWAYS OUTLIVE YOU’
‘ I LONG TO SEE YOU’
‘ IN PAIN’
FEEL OUR HANDS PULL YOU BACK IN
TO THE CRAWLSPACE YOU BUILT
YOUR A SICK LONELY PERSON
WITH LOVE LOSTS..  AND DOWN
DOWN SO LOW

AND YOU PREACH IMPOSSIBLE X3

YOUR BRINGING ME DOWN    TO THE CRAWLSPACE AGAIN

lyrics – cpitman

Sextapes: ASRAD

Monday, September 29, 2008

CALLING ME SO STRANGE
YOUR LOOKING ALL COKED OUT
NOTHING BEATS THIS DEVICE
YOUR A LUCKY MAN
I DON’T NEED NOTHING MORE THAN
YOUR CLAW DIGGING MY SORE
AAAH..
IM NOT ALLOWED IN BARS    NO

WALKING ON THE LINE    MISSING ALL THE TIME
DONT YOU WANT TO GO   DONT YOU HATE  WHEN THEIR SHOUTING YOUR NAME
IF YOU DONT WANT TO KNOW    CAN YOU KEEP IT ON THE GO
GOTTA GO    GOTTA GO

ASRAD BEATS THEM
YEAH HE BEATS THEM

COOL COLLECTIVE EYES..    OFF TO VEGAS RUSH
COOL CORRECTING MINDS..   SOFTENING THEIR TOUCH

ooohh ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬†HE’S ¬†YOUR ¬† ¬†ENEMY

BLOND HAIR  SMOKING THE TRASH          GOTTA TRY N    FUCK IT UP
GONNA GET  YOUR LIFE WHEN YOUR LIFE IS ON THE LINE
AND REALLY LIKING WHAT THEY SELL YOU ANYWAYS

ASRAD BEATS THEM..   AND HE BEATS THEM

COOL COLLECTIVE EYES..    OFF TO VEGAS RUSH
COOL CORRECTING MINDS..   SOFTENING THEIR TOUCH

ooooohhh ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬†HE’S ¬†YOUR ¬† ¬†ENEMY

I SEE NOTHING MORE THAN
COOL ICEY VEINS
SMILING THOUGH HER HAIR ANYWAY
AAH..  CALLING ME SO STRANGE
YOUR LOOKING ALL COKED OUT
NOTHING BEATS THE DEVICE ..   ANYWAYS

ASRAD BEATS THEM
YEAH HE BEATS THEM
ASRAD BEATS THEM
OH HE BEATS THEM
ASRAD BEATS THEM
YEAH HE BEATS THEM

Lyrics – cpitman

SexTapes: Worklords

Monday, September 29, 2008

CARES BY THE WONDERERS TWO
COUSIN CALLING ME   THROWING OUTWARDS
MOTION LED BY YOU     OVER NIGHTLY
CARES BY THE WONDERERS TWO

CAN’T BELEIVE YOUR TALKING BACK TO THE WORK LORD
THAT GREAT DECEIVER

I KNOW THIS WON’T DISTRACT ME TRYING TO GET YOU
ON THE RAGE OF FEEDBACK
OPEN CLOCK DOOR

CARES BY THE WONDERERS TWO
COUSIN CALLING ME   THROWING OUTWARDS
MOTION LED BY YOU     OVER NIGHTLY
CARES BY THE WONDERERS TWO

I CAN’T BELEIVE YOUR TALKING TO THE WORK LORD
THAT TRUE DECEIVER
UNDERNEATH THAT DOOR

GET YOUR VECTORS WORKED OUT
OR THEY’LL GET YOU
TWO DEMENTED REJECTS
TWO DEMENTED WHORES

CARES BY THE WONDERERS TWO
COUSIN CALLING ME   THROWING OUTWARDS
MOTION LED BY YOU     OVER NIGHTLY
CARES BY THE WONDERERS TWO

CAN’T DEFEAT IT
WORK DOES SUCK
LEAVING DEAD GENERATIONS
BY THE CLOCK DOOR

AND THE WEAK DON’T REMEMBER
HOW THEY GOT
BY THE  DOOR

CARES BY THE WONDERERS TWO
COUSIN CALLING ME   THROWING OUTWARDS
MOTION LED BY YOU     OVER NIGHTLY
CARES BY THE WONDERERS TWO

CAN’T DEFEAT IT
WORK DOES SUCK
LEAVING DEAD GENERATIONS
BY THE CLOCK DOOR

OH!

lyrics-cpitman

SexTapes: Nothing Inside

Monday, September 29, 2008

ONCE WAS IN A MILLION MINDS      FAR AWAY
ONCE I HAD TO KEEP YOUR MIND    SO AFRAID
SO AFRAID

WELL A BLAST FROM THE PAST
WHICH EVERYONE FAKED
YOUR LIVING OUTSIDE
RECALLING ME WITH MEMORY CELL
YOU REALLY CAN’T HIDE

THERE’S NOTHING INSIDE
THERE’S NOTHING INSIDE

WELL A BLAST FROM THE PAST WHICH EVERYONE FAKED
THERE’S NOTHING INSIDE

YOU REALLY GOTTA RUN
CAN’T FALL DOWN
REGARDING AWAY
DISSOLVING ME IN YOUR MEMORY CELL
THERE’S NO PLACE TO HIDE

ONCE I’M EMBODIED
ONCE I’M EMBODIED

THERE’S NOTHING INSIDE

lyrics-cpitman

Zaum: The Apparatus

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Lyrics by CP    1994

You, yes you have been chosen to face this new invention of
modern structures, this huge machine works all by itself
its called The Apparatus

Im going to describe it first, before I set it in motion
Its built around three major parts:

The Wand
The Bed
The Glove

The Wand appears to do its work at 2000 revs a minute,
as it quivers, its points pierce the skin of the head
and drives its way deep into your …..

The exquisite of tortures comes to pass after the sixth hour
Enlightenment proceeds the pain, trancends the condemned man

The Bed is shaped like a body formed in steel
The Glove is fitted comfortably around your neck
attached to it is a felt gag, to place in your mouth to conceal
the petty cries against yourself

voice: If only all Rome had just one neck

Now, can you appreciate the work accomplished by The Wand?  and
Now, can you appreciate the whole Apparatus?

Well can ya?