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Hello Annihilation
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don't be sober on doomsday...
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a bizarre collection of musics
Timmy Sells His Soul is electronic pseudo-pop project of Daniel Euphrat. A little weird, a little dark, a little catchy; so far underground, it's Satanically hip. REVIEWS: "...wrong on so many levels.. from somewhat seemingly aimless musical interludes, not to mention it is somewhat offensive and totally caustic.. so unfortunately I have to be honest with you here... I absolutely loved it.." - 333maxwell
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Charts
Peak #423
Peak in subgenre #28
Author
Daniel Euphrat
Rights
2006
Uploaded
December 05, 2008
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MP3 5.4 MB 128 kbps 5:54
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The end is near, He’s coming here. He’s going to kill us all. He’ll tear the boredom from our skulls, And watch our eyeballs fall. He’ll rape the women, gut the pigs Destroy the things we love. bring zombies from below, And fire from above. Don’t try to plead or run or fight, You only make him grin. He’ll turn your kittens into mulch, And puppies into skin. There’s nothing we can do But take our place among the dead, But there’s no need to mourn When we can just get drunk instead So we can pretend It’s not the end And we can pretend We won’t be damned Before he plucks out all your hairs, You fall onto your knees. The tears roll down your bleeding cheeks; Beseech him with your pleas! Before he tears your flesh in twain, Your cries might make him pause. He’ll watch with pity as you die, Upon his mighty claws. It seems that only God can stop him, Yet, to our despair, From where God sits upon His cloud, He finds it hard to care. There’s nothing we can do But take our place among the dead, But there’s no need to mourn We’re going to get fucked up instead So we can pretend It’s not the end And we can pretend We won’t be damned
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