Lyrics to Mental Shopping Spree
Dear once I was dear
A promise to wake up blood
Pin your hate on my pain
Loose temper don't speak
Remind me I'm a puppet too
Remind me I'm a puppet
Assembled by speed
Remind me I'm a puppet too
Remind me I'm a puppet
Become more than a pond or a crook
Become more than a pond or a crook
Symptom of a dying breed
Sweet Algolagnia
Dear once I was dear
You're the web around my bed
Punch a hole in my head
Crick in my brain while I'm here
Dear once I was
You should have known me then
Every building in this town
Is a sad one
Key torn from keeper
Loose temper don't speak
Remind me I'm a puppet too
Remind me I'm a puppet
Assembled by speed
Remind me I'm a puppet too
Remind me I'm a puppet
Become more than a pond or a crook
Become more than a pond or a crook
Symptom of a dying breed
I am my maker
All switches thrown
Can't be long before that ship blows
Every cut is a close call
Sweet Algolagnia
I am my maker
All switches thrown
Can't be long before that ship blows
Every cut is a close call
Become more than a pond or a crook
Become more than a pond or a crook
Symptom of a dying breed
A promise to wake up blood
Pin your hate on my pain
Loose temper don't speak
Remind me I'm a puppet too
Remind me I'm a puppet
Assembled by speed
Remind me I'm a puppet too
Remind me I'm a puppet
Become more than a pond or a crook
Become more than a pond or a crook
Symptom of a dying breed
Sweet Algolagnia
Dear once I was dear
You're the web around my bed
Punch a hole in my head
Crick in my brain while I'm here
Dear once I was
You should have known me then
Every building in this town
Is a sad one
Key torn from keeper
Loose temper don't speak
Remind me I'm a puppet too
Remind me I'm a puppet
Assembled by speed
Remind me I'm a puppet too
Remind me I'm a puppet
Become more than a pond or a crook
Become more than a pond or a crook
Symptom of a dying breed
I am my maker
All switches thrown
Can't be long before that ship blows
Every cut is a close call
Sweet Algolagnia
I am my maker
All switches thrown
Can't be long before that ship blows
Every cut is a close call
Become more than a pond or a crook
Become more than a pond or a crook
Symptom of a dying breed
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