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More Gore

from Faux Real by The Turnbucklers

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It’s hot as hell and it’s sticking to my leg.
Sounds of screams and muffled begs.
There’s one thing, you got to know.
It’s that we enjoy a bloody good show.
The guts, the brains. The blood, the pain.

It’s hot as hell and all I see is red.
We’re sick inside, no fear, no dread.
It’s on the screen, don’t you know?
Make you lose your mind,
Make you lose control.

You know, we go.
To the show.
To release the shame from me
I wanna see a little more
I wanna see more gore.

We’re sick inside and it’s all up in your heads.
No need to cry, just rejoice instead.
Can’t say you will, can’t say you won’t
Don’t say you hate it cause I know you don’t.

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from Faux Real, released June 16, 2013

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The Turnbucklers New Jersey

The Turnbucklers are a triad of misfit musicians out of Central Jersey determined to carve a name for themselves on the bathroom stall of life.

Freddy Unreal
Ponyboy Kane
Ron Delux
Joshua Whyy

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