Chris Kill

SIRENS AND CIGARETTES, ANOTHER BLUE, ANOTHER RED.
VIOLENCE THAT TRIGGERS DEATH ABUNDANTLY DISMAYS.

INTO THE DEEP AGAIN, THERE BEYOND OUR FONDEST SINS
SEEKING REFUGE FROM ALL MEN.
CROSSIN THE GREAT DIVIDE...

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WHEN I'M CLOSE TO MISERY AND THEY ALMOST GOT THE BEST OF ME
DESPITE THE TRAVELER'S ADVISORY, I HITCHHIKE THROUGH MY HEAD.
THEY SAY YOU SHOULDN'T GO THAT WAY CUZ THE ROADS ARE BAD AND THEY NEED PAVED, SO I PACK MY THOUGHTS AND MAKE MY WAY HITCHHIKIN THROUGH MY HEAD.

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SIRENS AND CIGARETTES, ANOTHER BLUE, ANOTHER RED.
VIOLENCE THAT TRIGGERS DEATH ABUNDANTLY DISMAYS.

INTO THE DEEP AGAIN, THERE BEYOND OUR FONDEST SINS
SEEKING REFUGE FROM ALL MEN.
CROSSIN THE GREAT DIVIDE...

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WELL I CAME ACROSS A PLACE TO STAY, SOMEWHERE BETWEEN SCHIZO AND MILDLY DERANGED - GOT MY ROOM KEY, NEON AND MY ICE MACHINE
AT HOME, HOME ON THE BRAIN
HOME ON THE BRAIN

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SO WHEN THEY SAY YOU SHOULDN'T GO THAT WAY CUZ THE ROADS ARE BAD AND THEY NEED PAVED, I PACK MY THOUGHTS AND MAKE MY WAY
HITCHHIKIN THROUGH MY HEAD.

CUZ IT'S UP TO ME WHEN I CHECK OUT, I COULD SLIP IN TO A COMA OR JUST BLACKOUT
OR I COULD KEEP ON ROAMIN UPON MY ROUTE
NOGGIN JOGGIN, AMEN
NOGGIN JOGGIN, AMEN
I'M HITCHHIKIN THROUGH MY HEAD
I'M HITCHHIKIN THROUGH MY HEAD