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Rainy Days - General Public

"Musical thing called the rainy days Specially designed not to make you go astray, you know Rainy days, rainy rainy rainy out there Song dong dong dong dong dong dong dong Rainy days, rainy rainy rainy"

Tenderness - General Public

"I don't know when to start or when to stop My luck's like a button I can't stop pushing it My head feels light But I'm still in the dark Seems like without tenderness There's something missing Tenderness Where"

Too Much Or Nothing - General Public

"are the lights so bright that you can't see how a little taste of everything could leave you quite this empty? tell yourself it's not your fault take the pills with a pinch of salt makes no difference,"

Warm Love - General Public

"Look at the ivy on the old clinging wall Look at the flowers and the green grass so tall It's not a matter of when push comes to shove It's just an hour on the wings of a dove There's just warm love It's"

Crimson Concerto - General Surgery

"My lurking want, for carnal sins Your flesh my desire And to cleanse my violin Your throat I slit And yet I need no help to cure My sanious abuse A single jerk, is all it needs To bring me to my climax, And"

Decomposer - General Surgery

"Are we lying comfortably? I hope that you fear not Your stay here shall be lengthy Depending on just how quickly you rot Apply a quicklime mudpack Hinder circulation Artificially inflicted gangrene Hasten"

Mortuary Wars - General Surgery

"Scourging the morgue with sickly malice Rank antagonism brought to a head Disquiet on the forensic front I sense the gathering of purulent adversary flesh Slashing at blistered & ulcerous limbs Keeping"

Reception of Cadavers - General Surgery

"Hospitality in excess where the dearly departed rest Badly diguised glee and crudely concealed zest Discretely cart in the stiffs Out of reach of prying eyes Descend into the realm of disputable"

Severe Catatonia In Pathology - General Surgery

"Cutting through your clothes, trying to reach your flesh Let my fingers feel your pure white skin I love to see your fears reflected in your eyes We're going to have a party, you and me My little hatchets"

Slithering Maceration Of Ulcerous Facial Tissue - General Surgery

"Tenacious muck, your windpipe holds Larynx numb, on clotted filth you choke Your bloated corpse, a greenish shade of white Flesh slips loose, your view of death revised Body coated in clinging putrid waste Septic"

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