Broken Things

by Chasing Neon

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  • This music is free for your personal listening and enjoyment. If you want to use it in any type of commercial capacity, or if you want to modify or sample it, contact ken@chasing-neon.com.

     

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released 30 June 2011

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Track Name: Stiletto
[verse]
All your crying and pleading
Girl you got a way of getting what you want
No holding back
You just take anything you can
Don’t look now you’re coming back for more
 
[bridge]
Every time I think of you
My head it starts to shake
Doesn’t matter what you do
You’re always on the take
How pathetic
Your travesty don’t mean that much to me
 
[chorus]
Ooooh Stiletto
You waste no dropping to your knees
Ooooh Stiletto
Once you’re there you’re so eager to please
 
[verse]
Shiny things and bottom-feeders
Girl you bring them out
They clamor around always wanting more
The camera flash, the engine rev, hiding to be found
They can’t resist, you’re such an attention whore
 
[bridge]
[chorus]
[guitar break]
 
[verse]
Laughing, crying, dying
Good flake don’t come cheap
Not for you no more
Ankle bracelets, ninety days but you’re out in two
Back on the street looking for your score
 
[bridge]
[chorus]
Track Name: The Curb
The Curb
Feb. 2011
Music and Lyrics by K. Braatz, L. Forzano

Tempo = 160.0
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[verse]
So you think you're gonna get a piece of me
Yeah I bet you think you're gonna win
So you think you're gonna turn it around
Turn it right back on me again

[pre-chorus]
Oh yeah, you so had it coming to you
There's nothing you could do

[chorus]
You're nothing but a fucking piece of shit
So glad I kicked your ass to the curb


[verse]
No clue what I ever saw in you
I must have been fucking blind
Now every time I see your face
I want to put out my eyes

[pre-chorus]
Oh yeah, you so had it coming to you
There's nothing you could do

[chorus]
You're nothing but a fucking piece of shit
So glad I kicked your ass to the curb


[bridge]
So you think you can pick up the phone
Tell me how much you miss me
Well that's just fucking fabulous
What kind of fool do you take me to be?

[guitar break]

[verse]
Let's get this straight you miserable fuck
Of cockroaches like you, I've had enough
Next time you see my face
Do me a favor and just walk away

[pre-chorus]
Oh yeah, you so had it coming to you
There's nothing you could do

[chorus]
You're nothing but a fucking piece of shit
So glad I kicked your ass to the curb