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Neon Sequitor
04:08
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Pardon my misery
If I bled too quickly from your subtle disease
Scar like empathy
Hidden in a price tag cemetery
I can feel your napalm stutter
Burn the words into my palms
Like you meant them all along
Thanks for the misery
A blue collar noose
Cubicle cage
The penny pinched the poison
Called it Minimum wage
Blue collar noose
Or a cubicle cage
Pardon my suffering
Stamp a barcode softly on my human need
If it doesn't affect you then it doesn't exist
If it doesn't infect you then it must not exist
I can feel your napalm stutter
Burn the words into my palms
Like you meant them all along
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Immaculate
02:44
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Borderline entropy
Such a subtle excuse for tightening the noose
Mummified memories scabbing the truth
Mummified memories scabbify
Feel like I'm splintering
Feel like I'm scattered in a thousand directions
Dose me up quick for a lethal injection
Dose me up quick for another mess
I've been stuck a thousand years
Bored to death of all my fears
If you feel like splintering
Cut it with your teeth
Sick of life and I want out
Nihilist rambling
Spew from the mouth of a noose in a chemical soup
Mummified memories scabbing the youth
Mummified memories scabbify
Feels like I'm snuffing out
Between the index fingers of a past life
Dose me up quick from this lethal infection
Dose me up quick for another mess
Stop this ride
I want out
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Sarcophaguts
02:35
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Symptoms shouting morning glories
Broken syntax burning stories
And if I chew on the wires will it grant me a dream?
Stuck like a gear inside subliminal machines
You don't have to live like an effigy
You don't have to burn like a star
Tearing at the wound to heal the scar
Crooked juries bedpost attorneys
And if the syllables align you'll make it home for the night
Snuffed out choked out beaten destroyed
I'll keep chewing the wires till I end this bad dream
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4. |
Cataracts
04:00
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Cataract suplex
Cigarette sucker punch
Gemini duplex
Photocopied confidants
Demi God complex
Wrapping paper plot holes
Skinny necked gold hex
Torn from the womb of a child's heart
Don't wanna talk about it
Don't wanna feel alone
Don't wanna talk about it
Just wanna feel at home
Inside my skin
Inside my brain
Thought I paved all the plot holes
Thought I paved the creases of this broken brain
This altercation is cut and paste
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5. |
Hex Hex Hex
05:42
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Hex hex hex hexed
I bit a bullet in a guillotine trance
And it stung me
With the subtle caress of a wishing well dream
Corralled electric sheep
Glued to twitching screens
Dreaming, Dreaming
I feel the hex pushing down on my neck
I held my breath and it gave away my energy
I feel the hex sinking into my depths
Your eyes peel back into a scar shaped map
Hex hex hex hexed
Bite the bullet
feel it crack your teeth
Pavement ghosts dance in dirty streets
Slowly, pirouette through chalk marked maps
Watch them, bleed in the gutter in the color of piss
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