1. |
Urchin
03:34
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Raise head to shout
Raise hands to pull teeth out
You blink belittled thing
You'll shrink to fit their cell
You shrink to fit your cell
I promise not to tell
You'll think that this is mine
Time and time and time and time and time
And time and time
That it hits
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2. |
Not Me, The Car
03:25
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You're welcome
for the heart shot
for the one that
set the sharps straight
mechanical
When you feel so alienated
wrecked layered mirrors
you know they keep no lies
no not there
You're welcome
oh dear lust pose
skin on skin
when will the death sentence begin
Do you have permission to live?
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3. |
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Confusion made the world taste good
Romantic frantic, aesthetic panic
Confusion made the world taste good
Be satisfaction, diet empathic
This side the mirrors thin
End warnings going in
Outed in your fragile clout
I wonder then, wondering if
Clawed thoughts they never stop
Can't focus blues or doubts
You know I'm no good
With pigs for eyes that dig for lies
Confusion made the world taste good
Be satisfaction, diet empathic
Confusion made the world taste good
Sex is fantastic, cops in a casket
Inside opinions in
Sentence solution
Swallow til you burst and
Count the days
This side the mirrors thin
Heed warnings going in
Now I'm wondering
If your secrets safe
With them,
My dear
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4. |
Front Toward Enemy
06:24
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Last time I ate at your table
I was transparent as a
Ghost
These emotions reciprocated mean
Nothing to me
Just endless burning bleeding
In this city
We all miss the cold war
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