THE SMELL OF MY ROOM VOLUME TWO: SERIOUS INJURIES

EAT THE PAIN

(D.Duncan)

Don't leave me out.

Don't tell me how you love me now.

And walk away.

Don't walk away, just go away.

And it's okay.

I'll turn away and I'll eat the pain.

I'll eat the pain.

I'll eat the pain and walk away.

 

Don't go away, just go away.

Don't go away, just go away.

I've had enough of this shit today.

I've had enough of this shit today.

 

Don't mess around.

Don't tell me how you hate me now.

And walk away.

Don't walk away, just go away.

And it's okay.

I'll turn away and I'll do the same.

I'll do the same.

I'll turn away and I'll eat the pain.

 

Don't go away, just go away.

Don't go away, just go away.

I've had enough of this shit today.

I've had enough of this shit today.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Darren Dodd:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

Dan Dixon:Engineer

 

BABY TIMES THREE

(D.Duncan)

She's in love with her veins.

She's in love with her veins.

Baby got a bad headache.

She's in love with her veins.

 

Baby,baby,baby,baby.

 

She's in love with her veins.

She's in love with her veins.

Baby wants to stay up late.

She's in love with her veins.

 

She won't stop.

She won't stop.

Don't give it up.

She won't stop.

She won't stop.

Won't give it up.

 

She's in love with her veins.

She's in love with her veins.

Baby doesn't eat no cake.

She's in love with her veins.

 

Baby,baby,baby,baby.

 

She's in love with her veins.

She's in love with her veins.

Baby doesn't got no shame.

She's in love with her veins.

 

She won't stop.

She won't stop.

Don't give it up.

She won't stop.

She won't stop.

Won't give it up.

 

Baby,baby,baby,baby.

 

Ooooooo....

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Drums,Keyboards and Synthesizers

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

Derek Duncan:Engineer

 

STRETCH ME OUT

(D.Duncan)

You don't come around here.

You got a lot of nerve.

You ain't teaching nothing.

I don't ever learn.

You don't come around me.

You got a shop in the mall.

You got a job.

And I got alcohol.

 

Stretch me out.

 

Give me a god damn beer.

You put me straight to hell.

You think of somethings.

Then begin to smell.

You can come to me.

Somethings don't shape at all.

You like to spring.

And I, I like to fall.

 

Stretch me out.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Darren Dodd:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

Dan Dixon:Engineer

 

LOVE KILL ME

(D.Duncan)

Hang me high in a tree.

It's where I need to be.

Don't cut me down.

Don't come around.

Outside in the rain.

Outside in the rain.

You don't go away.

And I eat the pain.

 

Where did all the sunshine go to?

What comes over me?

When I melt I start to slow. (and)

The ground will come to me.

 

There's a girl I love.

Well,she rides a bus.

The bus goes beep.

She's gonna get a ring.

Outside in the rain.

Outside in the rain.

You don't go away.

Now, love kill me.

 

Where did all the sunshine go to?

What comes over me?

When I melt I start to slow. (and)

The ground will come to me.

 

Where have all the werewolves gone to?

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Darren Dodd:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

Dan Dixon:Engineer

 

I LIKE ABUSE

(D.Duncan)

Falling down, falling down, Prichard playground.

Running through the trees an eager age to kiss girls.

Spinning out, spinning out then we fall down.

Underneath the leaves she gave me my first twirl.

 

I just like the abuse.

Don't shame me.

 

And so the story grows, like the thorn on a rose.

Penetrates your skin, blood and air to mix.

Soon you hit the ground, no one there to hear a sound.

Haunted in these fields, buried in a hill.

 

Love and care, love and care got me no where.

Love is in my lungs and I hate Sonny and Cher.

Up and down, up and down, up and down town.

Rotting out in Tucker, get my car out of the impound.

 

I just like the abuse.

Don't shame me.

 

And so the story grows, like the thorn on a rose.

Penetrates your skin, blood and air to mix.

Soon you hit the ground, no one there to hear a sound.

Haunted in these fields, buried in a hill.

 

Don't lean on me.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Darren Dodd:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

Dan Dixon:Engineer

SKI MASK

(D.Duncan)

I hate to work.I like to get high.

I hate rock n roll.I wanna see it die.

You don't like me.The way I sing.

You don't mean a single fucking shit to me.

You don't wanna see me get mean.

 

Don't come to see me.

I won't come to you.

Don't come to see me.

I can't stand to be with you.

 

High on stress.Bored as hell.

I got no fucking money.I want Taco Bell.

I need some change.I need some cash.

Sick to fucking death of eating all that trash.

Gotta Gotta get a ski mask.

 

Don't come to see me.

I won't come to you.

Don't come to see me.

I can't stand to be with you.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Darren Dodd:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

Dan Dixon:Engineer

 

 

HEAVY METAL LOVE SONG

(D.Duncan)

She took me for a ride in the car.

We talk about things and the way they are.

She got me to look up in the stars.

Baby came from Venus and I came here with SARS.

 

Ache, ache.

Break, break.

Ache, ache.

She should have been mine.

 

Baby loves the Cadillac.

She got me out the front and she took me back.

Debbie doesn't do me like that.

She locked the door and she lost her cat.

 

Ache, ache.

Break, break.

Ache, ache.

She should have been mine.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Darren Dodd:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

Dan Dixon:Engineer

 

TIDAL WAVE

(D.Duncan)

She's got a house out in the country.

She's got more guns than I got AIDS.

She wants you to come out and see her.

She wants you to come with her and play.

 

Turn away.

 

Don't kiss her on a Monday morning.

You won't see her anyway.

Don't ever tell her that you love her.

She'll just push you away.

 

Turn away.

 

Everything has a price.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Darren Dodd:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

Dan Dixon:Engineer

 

SIAMESE INDIAN

(D.Duncan)

She's got a tambourine.

She does the trapeze.

She's a siamese indian.

She's a midnight sun.

She took my love.

She took my love, she gave to me.

 

She dances rain clouds in the skies.

She's got tomahawks inside her eyes.

I can't help from stepping on the mines.

She dances rain clouds in the skies.

 

She loves tumbleweeds.

She sleeps in teepees.

She's a siamese indian.

She don't love me none.

She don't got no one.

She don't got no one that can't be free.

 

She dances rain clouds in the skies.

She's got tomahawks inside her eyes.

I can't help from stepping on the mines.

She dances rain clouds in the skies.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Darren Dodd:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

Dan Dixon:Engineer

 

PENTAGRAMS

(D.Duncan)

Stuck inside this living hell with what will throb and swell.

I love pentagrams, covens of the Wiccans.

What she had I could not tell, I thought that she was well.

Shit on my hands, I got shit on my hands. 

 

Locked up as a patient and no one gives a damn.

Locked up as a patient, my vital signs are bad.

Sick inside this living room and pissing in a pan.

Sick inside this living room, I will serve to the ceiling fan.

 

Step outside the wishing well and ringing of the bells.

I love pentagrams, covens of the Wiccans.

What they saw they could not tell, they stuck me in this cell.

Shit on my hands, I got shit on my hands.

 

Locked up as a patient and no one gives a damn.

Locked up as a patient, my vital signs are bad.

Sick inside this living room and pissing in a pan.

Sick inside this living room, I will serve to the ceiling fan.

 

Locked up as a patient.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Darren Dodd:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

Dan Dixon:Engineer

 

WASTED MINDS

(D.Duncan)

You got the gun to my head.

You got the gun to my head.

Ice cold lips down to one last test.

You got the gun to my head.

You got the gun to my head.

 

When September will be wet.

And everything I ever said.

Make you cry, then you get upset.

You got the gun to my head.

You got the gun to my head.

 

Wasted minds.

Wasted minds.

I keep walking in lines.

I keep walking in lines.

I keep walking in lines.

 

You got the gun to my head.

You got the gun to my head.

You love me most when I make this mess.

You got the gun to my head.

You got the gun to my head.

 

Mid-December will be shit. (and)

I  don't even pay the rent.

I can't lie where the money went.

You got the gun to my head.

You got the gun to my head.

 

Wasted minds.

Wasted minds.

I keep walking in lines.

I keep walking in lines.

I keep walking in lines.

 

You got the gun to my head.

You got the gun to my head.

Take a chance down to one last test.

You got the gun to my head.

You got the gun to my head.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Darren Dodd:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

Dan Dixon:Engineer

 

SHOOT

(D.Duncan)

Nothing is better than fucking, chips and salsa comes in seconds.

Making love to mexican mayonnaise, wishing that it was you.

Grease me,roll around with me-spend the night and have a fuck with me.

Then we go and take a shower, do it over again.

 

Shoot.

 

Somethings are better than nothing, tender love turned to humping.

Changing words to give them to you,in the five o'clock news.

Keep me, wrap your legs around me-hit the lights and fuck the whole evening.

Beats the hell out of watching the TV, when can I see you again?

 

Shoot.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Darren Dodd:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

Dan Dixon:Engineer

 

GIMME CHEMICALS

(D.Duncan)

Walking down the street.

Smoke and heat,getting high on leaf.

Watching all the people as they pass me by.

And living in this city is a suicide.

Throwing up in the car.

Staring out the window I don't know where we are.

Banned on the bus and kicked out of bars.

Loving every minute doing me some harm.

 

Gimme chemicals.

 

Jumping off the bridge.

I hate myself and I hate that bitch.

Watching all the hippies getting nigger rich.

I'm scratching at my face and I got the itch.

Falling out of the car.

Exclamation points to the question mark.

Clever in the pecker put me in the dark.

Every fucking woman's got a fucking charge.

 

Gimme chemicals.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Darren Dodd:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

Dan Dixon:Engineer

 

KILL IN JUNE

(D.Duncan)

Gimme that.Gimme that.Gimme that back.

Gimme that.Gimme that.Gimme that back.

 

Damn, I didn't know that she was bad.

Well, she wasn't so young and she wasn't so sad.

Loving every minute putting her in a bag.

Where she burns in hell and she eat hot mad.

 

Move in the moon and kill in June.

Move in the heat and see me soon.

Move in the light and kiss goodnight.

Move into you, move through and through.

 

Grab on to me, I'm breaking down.

Grab on to me, don't bring me down.

Grab on to me and then we drown.

Grab on to me, I'm breaking down.

Don't bring me down.

 

Don't bring me down.

 

Gimme that.Gimme that.Gimme that back.

Gimme that.Gimme that.Gimme that back.

 

And then I fell down into a trap.

I broke my crutches and I broke my cast.

Never miss a chance to be a dirtbag.

Watch you light up a match and then burn down a fag.

 

Move in the moon and kill in June.

Move in the heat and see me soon.

Move in the light and kiss goodnight.

Move into you, move through and through.

 

Grab on to me, I'm breaking down.

Grab on to me, don't bring me down.

Grab on to me and then we drown.

Grab on to me, I'm breaking down.

Don't bring me down.

 

Don't bring me down.

 

Gimme that.Gimme that.Gimme that back.

Gimme that.Gimme that.Gimme that back.

 

Burning down the bridges that were in our past.

I'm burning out a memory that just don't last.

I miss her so much that I use my axe.

I never trust a woman you could kill so fast.

 

Move in the moon and kill in June.

Move in the heat and see me soon.

Move in the light and kiss goodnight.

Move into you, move through and through.

 

Grab on to me, I'm breaking down.

Grab on to me, don't bring me down.

Grab on to me and then we drown.

Grab on to me, I'm breaking down.

Don't bring me down.

 

Don't bring me down.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Darren Dodd:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

Dan Dixon:Engineer

 

THROW IT AWAY

(D.Duncan)

When you don't have company, you turn into a fly.

If I never told the truth, I might fall down to die.

There is no lie inside my eyes.

 

No use in tearing me out.

Throw it away.

 

When you don't make hate to me, you turn from the inside.

If I never talk to you, I want you to be mine.

There is no lie inside my eyes.

 

No use in tearing me out.

Throw it away.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Darren Dodd:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

Dan Dixon:Engineer

 

WE WERE BORED

(D.Duncan)

I want to be a worm, live inside a hole.

Travel to your heart and kill your soul. 

She's a lot like me and I'm not like you.

She's a lot like me and I'm not like you.

 

We were bored.

 

Bang your head in the wall, life don't matter at all.

And so I count to ten, and then I do it again.

She's a lot like me and I'm not like you.

She's a lot like me and I'm not like you.

 

We were bored.

 

She's a lot like me and I'm not like you.

She's a lot like me and I'm not like you.

 

We were bored.

 

Yeah,YEAH!

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Darren Dodd:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

Dan Dixon:Engineer