I Want to Disappear

I Don´t Like The Drugs

New Model Nº15

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Fundamentally Loathsome

The Last Day on Earth

Coma White

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In space the stars are no nearer
They just glitter like a morgue
And I dreamed I was a spaceman
Burned like a moth in a flame
And our world was so fucking gone
But I’m not attached to your world
Nothing heals and nothing grows

Because it’s a great big white world
And we are drained of our colors
We used to love ourselves,
We used to love one another
All my stitches itch
My prescription’s low, I wish you
Were Queen
Just for today
In a world so white what else could I say?

And hell was so cold
All the vases are so broken
And the roses tear our hands all open
Mother Mary miscarry
But we pray just like insects
The world is so ugly now
Because it’s a great big white world
And we are drained of our colors
We used to love ourselves,
We used to love one another
All my stitches itch
My prescription’s low, I wish you
Were Queen
Just for today
In a world so white what else could I say?

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1-GRAN MUNDO BLANCO

Las estrellas en el espacio no están más cerca
brillan como una morgue
y soñé que era un hombre del espacio
quemado como una polilla en una llama
y nuestro mundo estaba jodidamente acabado

pero no siento apego por ti ahora
nada cura nada crece

Porque es un gran mundo blanco
y estamos desangrados de nuestros colores
solíamos amarnos a nosotros mismo
solíamos amarnos unos a otros
todos mis puntos tiran
mi receta se termina, 
desearía que fueras reina
solo por hoy
en un mundo tan blanco , que otra cosa
podría decir?
y el infierno era tan frío
todos los jarrones están rotos
y las rosas cortan nuestras manos

madre casada,frustrada
y rezamos como insectos
el mundo es tan repugnante ahora

Porque es un gran mundo blanco
y estamos desangrados de nuestros colores
sol-amos amarnos a nosotros mismo
sol-amos amarnos unos a otros
todos mis puntos tiran
mi receta se termina, 
desear-a que fueras reina
solo por hoy
en un mundo tan blanco , que otra cosa
podría decir?

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The drugs they say
Make us feel so hollow
We love in vain
Narcissistic and so shallow
The cops and queers
To swim you have to swallow
Hate today
No love for tomorrow
We're all stars now in the dope show
We're all stars now in the dope show
There's lots of pretty, pretty ones
Who want to get you high
But all the pretty, pretty ones
Will leave you low
And blow your mind
We're all stars now in the dope show
We're all stars now in the dope show
They love you when you're on all the covers
When you're not then they love another
They love you when you're on all the covers
When you're not then they love another
The drugs they say
Are made in California
We love your face
We'd really like to sell you
The cops and queers
Make good-looking models
I hate today
Who will I wake up with tomorrow?
There's lots of pretty, pretty ones
Who want to get you high
But all the pretty, pretty ones
Will leave you low
And blow your mind
They love you when you're on all the covers
When you're not then they love another
They love you when you're on all the covers
When you're not then they love another
There's lots of pretty, pretty ones
Who want to get you high
But all the pretty, pretty ones
Will leave you low
And blow your mind
They'll blow your mind
We're all stars now in the dope show
We're all stars now in the dope show

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2- EL SHOW DE LAS DROGAS

Dicen que las drogas
nos hacen sentir muy vacíos
amamos en vano
narcisistas y muy frívolos
los policías y los gays 
para nadar has de tragar
odio hoy
no hay amor para mañana

Todos somos estrellas 
en el show de las drogas

Hay muchas preciosas, preciosas
que quieren colocarte
pero todas las preciosas, preciosas
te deprimen
y destrozan tu mente

Todos somos estrellas 
en el show de las drogas

Te quieren cuándo estás en todas
las portadas
cuándo no, quieren a otro

Dicen que las drogas
se hacen en California
nos gusta tu cara
realmente nos gustaría venderte

los polic-as y los gays
son atractivos modelos
odio hoy
con quien me levantaré mañana?

Hay muchas preciosas, preciosas
que quieren colocarte
pero todas las preciosas, preciosas
te deprimen
y destrozan tu mente

Te quieren cuándo estás en todas
las portadas
cuándo no, quieren a otro

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We were neurophobic and perfect
The day that we lost our souls
Maybe we weren’t so human
If we cry we will rust
And I was a hand grenade
That never stopped exploding
You were automatic and
As hollow as the "o" in god
I am never gonna be the one for you
I am never gonna save the world from you
But they’ll never be good to you
Or bad to you
They’ll never be anything
Anything at all
You were my mechanical bride
Phenobarbidoll
A manniqueen of depression
With the face of a dead star
And I was a hand grenade
That never stopped exploding
You automatic and
As hollow as the "o" in god
I am never gonna be the one for you
I am never gonna save the world from you
But they’ll never be good to you
Or bad to you
They’ll never be anything
Anything at all
This isn’t me I’m not mechanical
I’m just a boy
Playing the suicide king

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3- ANIMALES MECÁNICOS

Eramos neurofóbicos y perfectos
el día que perdimos nuestras almas
máquinas que deseaban ser humanas
pero si lloran ellos se oxidaran
y yo era una granada de mano
que nunca paraba de explotar
tu eras automática 
y tan vacía como la "O" en dios

Yo, nunca voy a ser el adecuado para tí
Yo, nunca salvaré el mundo de ti
pero ellos nunca serán buenos para ti
malos para ti 
ellos nunca serán nada 
nada de nada

tu eres mi prometida mecánica, 
fenobarbidol (supermuñeca Barbie)
un maniquí de depresión
con la cara de una estrella muerta
y yo era una granada de mano
que nunca paraba de explotar
tu eras automática 
y tan vacía como la "O" en dios

Yo, nunca voy a ser el adecuado para tí
Yo, nunca salvaré el mundo de ti
pero ellos nunca serán buenos para ti
malos para ti 
ellos nunca serán nada 
nada de nada
Esto no soy yo, yo no soy mecánico
solo soy un chico
jugando al rey del Suicidio.

All simple monkeys with alien babies
Amphetamines for boys
And crucifixes for ladies
Sampled and soulless
Worldwide and real webbed
You sell all the living
For more safer dead
Anything to belong
Anything to belong
Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all the we're fed
So fuck all your protests and
Put them bed
God is the tv
1,000 mothers are praying for it
We're so full of hope
And so full of shit
Build a new god
To medicate and to ape
Sell us ersatz
Dressed up and real fake
Anything to belong
Anything to belong
Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all the we're fed
So fuck all your protests and
Put them bed
God is the tv
Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all the we're fed
So fuck all your protests and
Put them bed
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4-EL ROCK A MUERTO

Todos los simples simios 
con bebes alienígenas,
anfetaminas para los chicos,
crucifijos para las damas
muestreados y sin alma
alrededor del mundo y realmente unidos
vendes todo lo viviente
por una muerta más segura

Nada que amar

El rock está más muerto que la muerte
toda la conmoción está en tu cabeza
tu sexo y tus drogas 
es todo lo que nos alimenta
así que a tomar por culo todas tus 
protestas y ponlas a dormir

Dios está en la tele

Mil madres rezan por ello
estamos tan llenos de esperanza
y tan llenos de mierda
construye un nuevo dios
para meditar e imitar
vende sucedáneo
muy vestidos y verdaderamente falsos

El rock está más muerto que la muerte
toda la conmoción está en tu cabeza
tu sexo y tus drogas 
es todo lo que nos alimenta
así que a tomar por culo todas tus 
protestas y ponlas a dormir

Dios están en la tele

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I can tell you what they say in space
That our earth is too grey
But when the spirit is so digital
The body acts this way
That world was killing me
That world was killing me
Disassociative
The nervous systems down,
The nervous systems down
I know
The nervous systems down,
The nervous systems down
I know
I can never get out of here
I don't want to just float in fear
A dead astronaut in space
I can never get out of here
I don't want to just float in fear
A dead astronaut in space
Sometimes we walk like
We were shot through
Our heads, my love
We write a song in space
Like we are already
Dead and gone
Your world was killing me
Your world was killing me
Disassociative
Your world was killing me
Your world was killing me
Disassociative
I can never get out of here
I don't want to just float in fear
A dead astronaut in space
I can never get out of here
I don't want to just float in fear
A dead astronaut in space
The nervous systems down,
The nervous systems down,
The nervous systems down,
The nervous systems down
I can never get out of here
I don't want to just float in fear
A dead astronaut in space
I can never get out of here
I don't want to just float in fear
A dead astronaut in space

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5- DISASOCIATIVO

Puedo contarte lo que dicen en el espacio
que nuestra tierra es demasiado gris
pero cuando el espíritu es tan digital
el cuerpo actúa de esta manera
ese mundo estaba matándome
ese mundo estaba matándome
desasociado

el sistema nervioso bajo mínimos,
el sistema nervioso bajo mínimos,
lo se

nunca podré salir de aquí
no quiero flotare en el miedo
un astronauta muerto en el espacio

algunas veces caminamos como 
si nos hubieran disparado
nuestras cabezas, mi amor
componen nuestra canción en el espacio
como si ya 
estuvieramos muertos y desaparecidos
tu mundo estaba matándome
desasociado

tu mundo estaba matándome
tu mundo estaba matándome
desasociado

nunca podré salir de aquí
no quiero flotare en el miedo
un astronauta muerto en el espacio

el sistema nervioso bajo mínimos,
el sistema nervioso bajo m-nimos,
lo se

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They slit our throats
Like we were flowers
And our milk has been
Devoured
When you want it
It goes away too fast
Times you hate it
It always seems to last
Just remember when you think
You're free
The crack inside your fucking heart is me
(thought, not spoken):
I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day
I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day
I wish I could sleep
But I can't lay on my back
Because there's a knife
For everyday that I've known you
When you want it
It goes away too fast
Times you hate it
It always seems to last
Just remember when you think
You're free
The crack inside your fucking heart is me
(thought, not spoken):
I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day
I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day
Lie to me, cry to me, give to me
I would
Lie with me, die with me, give to me
I would
Keep all your secrets wrapped in dead hair always
Keep all your secrets wrapped in dead hair always
Lie to me, cry to me, give to me
I would
Lie with me, die with me, give to me
I would
I hope that we die holding hands
for always
I hope that we die holding hands
for always
I hope that we die holding hands

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6- LA VELOCIDAD DEL DOLOR
Han cortado nuestras gargantas 
como si fuéramos flores
y nuestra savia ha sido
devorada
Cuando tú lo quieres 
pasa demasiado rápido
cuando lo odias
siempre parece que es eterno
pero solo recuerda cuando pienses 
que eres libre
la grieta dentro tu jodido corazón soy yo
(pensar sin hablar)
Yo quiero sobrepasar la velocidad del dolor un día más
Desearía poder dormir
pero no puedo poner el peso sobre mi espalda
porque hay un cuchillo, por cada día
desde que te conozco
Cuando tú lo quieres
pasa demasiado rápido
cuando lo odias
siempre parece que es eterno
pero solo recuerda cuando pienses 
que eres libre
la grieta dentro tu jodido corazón soy yo
(pensar sin hablar)
Yo quiero sobrepasar la velocidad del dolor un día más
Miénteme, llórame, dámelo
lo quiero
Miente conmigo, muere conmigo, damelo
lo quiero
Mantendré todos tus secretos envueltos en pelo muerto
por siempre
Miénteme, llórame, dámelo
lo quiero
Miente conmigo, muere conmigo, damelo
lo quiero
Tengo la esperanza de que por lo menos muriéramos agarrados de la mano
por siempre 

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She’s got eyes like zapruder
And a mouth like heroin
She wants me to be
Perfect like Kennedy
This isn’t god, this isn’t god
God is just a statistic,
God is just a statistic
Say,
Show me the dead stars,
All of them sing
This is a orion
Religious and clean
God is a number you cannot count to
You are posthuman and hardwired
She’s pilgrim and pagan
Softworn and so-cial
In all of her dreams
She’s a saint like Jackie-O
This isn’t god, this isn’t god
God is just a statistic,
God is just a statistic
Say, show me the dead stars,
All of them sing
This is a orion
Religious and clean
(Coma White):
All that glitters is cold, all that glitters is cold

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Look at me now
I've got no religion
Look at me now
I'm so vacant
Look at me now
I was a virgin
Look at me now
Grew up to be a whore
And I want it
I believe it
I'm a million different things
And not a one you know
Hey, and our mommies are lost now
Hey, daddy's someone else
Hey, and we love the abuse
Because it makes us feel like we are needed now
But I know
I wanna disappear
I wanna die young
And Sell my soul
Use up all your drugs
And make me come
Yesterday man,
I was a nihilist and
Now today I'm
Just too fucking bored
And I want it
I believe it
By the time I'm old enough
I won't know anything at all
Hey, and our mommies are lost now
Hey, daddy's someone else
Hey, and we love the abuse
Because it makes us feel like we are needed now
But I know
I wanna disappear

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I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs
Norm life baby:
We're white and oh so hetero and
Our sex is missionary.
Norm life baby:
We're quitters and we're sober
Our confessions will be televised.
You and I are underdosed and we're ready to fall
Raised to be stupid, taught to be nothing at all.
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs
Norm life baby:
God is white and unforgiving
We're piss tested and we're praying.
Norm life baby:
I'm just a sample of a soul
Made to look just like a human being.
Norm life baby:
We're rehabbed and we're ready
For our 15 minutes of shame.
Norm life baby:
We're talkshown and we're pointing
Just like christians at a suicide.
You and I are underdosed and we're ready to fall
Raised to be stupid, taught to be nothing at all.
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs
There's a hole in our soul that we fill with dope
And we're feeling fine.
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs
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I'm as fake as a wedding cake
And I'm vague and I know that I'm
Homopolitan
Pitifully predictable
Correctly political
I'm the new, I'm the new, new model
I've got nothing inside
Better in the head and in bed
At the office
I can suck it and smile
New
New
New model
I can choke and diet on coke
I'm spun and I know
That I'm stoned and rolling
Lifelike and poseable
Hopeless and disposable
I'm the new, I'm the new, new model
I've got nothing inside
Better in the head and in bed
At the office
I can suck it and smile
New
New
New model
Pitifully predictable
Correctly political
Don't let them know how far you go
Or that you use your lovers
Oh look, you're like a VCR
Stick something in to know
Just who you are
I'm the new, I'm the new, new model
I've got nothing inside
Better in the head and in bed
At the office
I can suck it and smile
New
New
New model

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Use me when you want to come
I've bled just to have your touch
When I'm in you I want to die
User friendly fucking dopestar obscene
Will you die when you're high
You'd never die just for me
She says,
I'm not in love, but I'm gonna fuck you
'til somebody better comes along.
Use me like I was a whore
Relationships are such a bore
Delete the ones that you've fucked
User friendly fucking dopestar obscene
Will you die when you're high
You'd never die just for me
She says,
I'm not in love, but I'm gonna fuck you
'til somebody better comes along.

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I want to wake up in your
White, white sun
And I want to wake up in your world
With no pain
But I'll just suffer in a hope to die someday
While you are numb all of the way
When I hate it I know I can feel but
When you love you know it's not real
No
And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world
On its way to hell
The living are dead and
I hope to join them too
I know what to do and I do it well...
When I hate it I know I can feel but
When you love you know it's not real
No
Shoot myself to love you
If I loved myself I'd be shooting you

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Yesterday was a million years ago
In all my past lives I played an asshole
Now I found you, it's almost too late
And this earth seems obliviating
We are trembling in our crutches
High and dead our skin is glass
I'm so empty here without you
I crack my xerox hands
I know it's the last day on earth
We'll be together while the planet dies
I know it's the last day on earth
We'll never say goodbye
And the dogs slaughter each other softly
Love burns its casualties
We are damaged provider modules
Spill the seeds at our children's feet
I'm so empty here without you
I know they want me dead
I know it's the last day on earth
We'll be together while the planet dies
I know it's the last day on earth
We'll never say goodbye

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There's something cold and blank behind her smile
She's standing on an overpass
In her miracle mile
(coma):
You were from a perfect world
A world that threw me away today
Today to run away
A pill to make you numb
A pill to make you dumb
A pill to make you anybody else
But all the drugs in this world
Won't save her from herself
Her mouth was an empty cut
And she was waiting to fall
Just bleeding like a polaroid that
Lost all her dolls
(coma):
You were from a perfect world
A world that threw me away today
Today to run away
A pill to make you numb
A pill to make you dumb
A pill to make you anybody else
But all the drugs in this world
Won't save her from herself

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