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Checkered Past
03:38
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There were times when I felt like I was outside of my body
Watching somebody else
She looked just like me but there's no way I would do those things
Those terrible things
Forget about me, about my checkered past
I've started over, from the old I'll rise anew
It's all behind me, way back in the checkered past
Forget about me, I'll forget about you
I mean, we've all done things we're not proud of
No one wants to admit they ate an entire lasagna
But it happened
I don't think I can ever wash away the shame
Can you ever wash away the shame?
I'm trying to forget, okay?
What part of moving on don't you understand?
Why can't you people just leave me alone?
Why do you insist on constantly reminding me of these things
these things that somebody else did
that somebody else did
that someone in another life did?
As I sat and wondered what the fuck had come over me
All those years ago
It suddenly came to my mind that a person is many people throughout their lifetime
That's why I prefer to leave my shit in the past
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Milk Drinker's Revenge
02:13
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Watch the skies, traveler, death comes from above
They took my sweetroll
I used to be an adventurer, till I took an arrow to the knee
FUS ROH DAH
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Staff of Fireballs
03:25
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Nature is all around
The essense of the stones
The water falling down
The Daedra and the Gods
The beautiful can kill
Unleash the staff of fireballs
The beautiful can kill
The hands that make destroy
An otherwordly power
Burning flesh from bone
A roasted corpse on the road
An ashpile bearing gold
Unleash the staff of fireballs
The beautiful can kill
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I wanna go in a cave with you
Dark, wet, dangerous
Put your arm in the terror gauntlet
Let's descend to the Sightless Pit
In the darkness, the empty darkness, endless caverns await
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Dragonbridge Tweakers
03:14
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Dragonbridge tweakers taking all that skooma
Dancing in the fires their eyes
Dragonbridge tweakers eating all those mushrooms
Serving up the potion of the night
Hot food and cold ale and merriment besides
Armor splitting dagger swinging madmen in the fight
Poison in their veins and magic in their fingertips
Dragon screaming shredding through the skies
Those Dragonbridge tweakers never die
Subjugated ghosts who have no choice
Searching through the wilds for the next caravan
Those Dragonbridge tweakers crawl the land
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