Skillex Album
Artist(s): Kenickie
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Come Out 2Nite
lyricist: Lauren Gofton
composer: Anne Marie Nixon, Lauren Gofton
composer: Anne Marie Nixon, Lauren Gofton
We Dress Cheap.
We Dress Tacky.
We Dance for thrills
Our night out is getting nasty.
And she drank all that we had.
Then she threw up and they were glad.
I laughed.
Time goes slow in the dark.
We're getting drunk in the Park.
We've got our gang
and I know we'll always be friends
Getting chatted up by the lads
Bombing down the street, it's a laugh
I'm Glad
Drink what you can.
Eat off the man.
Where high heels
And get a record deal
We don't have time to be sad.
Come out tonight, you've got to promise
If you want to have it
You've got to become what you can
It's dark and it's savage, It's only in Neon
So come out and grab it.
Come out tonight
Come out tonight
Come out tonight
Come out tonight
Come out tonight
We Dress Tacky.
We Dance for thrills
Our night out is getting nasty.
And she drank all that we had.
Then she threw up and they were glad.
I laughed.
Time goes slow in the dark.
We're getting drunk in the Park.
We've got our gang
and I know we'll always be friends
Getting chatted up by the lads
Bombing down the street, it's a laugh
I'm Glad
Drink what you can.
Eat off the man.
Where high heels
And get a record deal
We don't have time to be sad.
Come out tonight, you've got to promise
If you want to have it
You've got to become what you can
It's dark and it's savage, It's only in Neon
So come out and grab it.
Come out tonight
Come out tonight
Come out tonight
Come out tonight
Come out tonight
How I Was Made
composer: Anne Marie Nixon, Lauren Gofton
When I was madeThe good Lord rubbed my faceTo give it
shapeHe formed a callousThats how my face was
madeOh sweet Change meTeach me to think
like they doTeach me to thinkLike youWhen I was madeThe good Lord filled my veinsUp
with siltFrom the riverThat's how my blood runs
coldYou're sweetChange meTeach me
to think like they doTeach me to thinkLike YouWhen I was madeThe good Lord strechedMy skin
across a frameLike canvasThat's how my sense is
numbHe says I'm sweetChange meChange my colourLeave me greyThere are too many
moths around When I shine
shapeHe formed a callousThats how my face was
madeOh sweet Change meTeach me to think
like they doTeach me to thinkLike youWhen I was madeThe good Lord filled my veinsUp
with siltFrom the riverThat's how my blood runs
coldYou're sweetChange meTeach me
to think like they doTeach me to thinkLike YouWhen I was madeThe good Lord strechedMy skin
across a frameLike canvasThat's how my sense is
numbHe says I'm sweetChange meChange my colourLeave me greyThere are too many
moths around When I shine