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Full Body Cast
02:44
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Believe nothing, not even your own voice
Collapse relapse, swear I had a choice
Searing visions of future cremation
Can you come to terms with immolation?
Shut up
You’re wrong
Panic beyond any soon return
Fear fuels this napalm gait
Shattered glass assimilates
Itself into every breath I take
Time will pull you in like a whirlpool and spit you back out without a second thought
You deserve redemption
But you can never take it
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Head-On Collision
01:40
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We’ll be hung from the same trees we once tended to
These ailing words can’t save you now
Lifeless, fightless, so estranged
When the dust stares you down
Can you still claim the answer is to rearrange?
When night falls
We take back our lives
With daggers drawn
The spirit still survives
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Skull Magnet
03:48
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Bastard generation knows no new words for change
Can you tell your kin they’ll grow old with a straight face?
Born as an afterthought
Maybe whatever comes next can look up at the stars and finally dream
Your blood salts soil
If the clock strikes 12
Let’s make damn sure
You burn with us
Every brick in disregard of the dirt we all belong to
A thousand times past
A thousand more sown
Your blood salts soil
If the clock strikes 12
Let’s make damn sure
You burn with us
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Hangman's Guilt
05:36
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The first thing the doctor told me when I sprang back to life was “Kid it woulda been cheaper to kill yourself. Get it done right or get a fuckin job.”
Cruel fate? Irony?
All I know is that I’m losing too much blood
Confrontations with the abyss
He told me about the bombs going off when he was a child
A miracle he still lives
But where could someone who never had a home in the first place go
And the drugs don’t seem to do shit
She told me how he kept touching me and touching and fucking me
Every ounce of self no longer your own
“And I wasn’t the only one”
But my buddy could never, right
You want some realism?
It’ll be at your door if it isn’t already
I’m so sick of counting the days with a loaded firearm
You deserve so much more
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Fucked 4 Life
01:02
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Please help me skin myself alive
A mockery; “look at all that’s been given”
Or “Why does it have to be so confusing?”
Give me a fucking break
This isn’t an escape, it’s a monument to liars
Shelter your false, arrogant constructs
Joy in the destruction of all you claim is civilized
Don’t fire until you see the whites of their eyes
Love beyond desires in ways most devastating
(Last line is a quote I messed up from “Towards the Queerest Insurrection” by the Mary Nardini Gang)
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Train Wreck
02:53
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I’ve got voices sipping on their own froth in backrooms I didn’t know could exist
There was never anything there for us, but how were we supposed to know?
How’s anyone?
No one’s listening
Cycles that erase and bind you to the tomb
I won’t make the same mistakes that return to the womb
Taught affection is a means to the end
It’ll happen again and again
Cycles that erase and bind you to the tomb
I won’t make the same mistakes that return to the womb
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Torture Agenda Buffalo, New York
Rust Belt Wrath
Split w/ Electric Bath out 2/23/2024 via Orb Tapes
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