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Glowsticks
01:13
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Dear children
You're all fucked
We worship such different aesthetics
But live in the same temple
Sleep is replaced by you
But how can I complain?
Water the concrete
I never thought flowers could grow in such a place
Trying to pick some more
Let's build a bouquet
The bathroom is filled with smoke and fuck
At least I stayed out of the fire
And we apologize, oh yes we do
It's a mile down the road, but the rain prevents me from reaching it
Heaven in your bed
Let's sleep when the sun rises
Tonight is just too short to waste
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Maybe
We can smile
At the funeral
Knowing it's over and done
Put a nail in the casket
That reads "No More"
The days of the past can stay where they rest forever, forever
Buried, forever
Cut off the wires
Dismantle the machine
Breathe in the air
You couldn't before
Leave this all to die
And leave it forgetting
You were here in the first place
Forget you have seen it and forget you have breathen
Or maybe
We'll cry
Like you're the one in the casket
You'll pick up your body
And walk around like
You never really died
And maybe
Some bird
Will pick up the remains
Bring them back to the place
It all starts and it lives
Pass it on to a new victim
Let the new slave
Take it all in the same way you did and will never again
This is what I'm asking for
Just fucking shut the door
Lock it up tight
This night is so cold
We wouldn't want anymore
Pollution leaking through
This is the day it all comes
To its end
Let it rest with
No remembrance
It ever Fucking Happened
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Hello Floor
00:55
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Hello floor,
It's a shame we should meet under these conditions
I'll shove this phone through your mouth
And these tacks in my arm
Bring me a bandage in the morning
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4. |
Night Time Orchestra
02:39
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Sound
Send me out of here
Desert roads
Night time orchestra
Dark room
Where are the walls
Wake up
See in color
Where am I going
and what are these things
Alter my brainwaves
Choke my ears
Sunset at midnight
Sunrise at noon
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We are the apparitions of a dead scene (x alot)
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6. |
Pistol Paintbrush
02:22
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The artist with a pistol for a paintbrush has my blood in a bucket and shes making a trail across the east coast but my heart is still right here at home.
Makeshift glasses constructed from bottle flying out of car windows. Drive around the cliff again, its not suicide until we're dead.
Your face looks way to sweet for such an informal gathering of lost souls. The girl in the white dress has a free ticket to hell. Grab one and follow him there. The gates are hidden in the pillows, the exit is directly to the left.
How many times can you say midnight in a single sentence?
A fictional slipping of the lips after the cemetary drive by was the last thing I needed. The murderer is still on the loose, but who cares? These days everyone gets a little closer to death each night. A single word will stop my heart and you know what it is.
Erase the names. I'm making my own list and you aren't on it and thank god for that or I would have been dead last fall.
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Blank faces
Black lungs
If there was a god, he would've killed you all by now
Beauty is contrast, make up and hair spray
You are not art, You are not unique
You're all slaves, sheep and addicts
Fuck midway
Fuck pavilion kids
You make me fucking sick
You're a living fucking plague
Take your bullshit somewhere else
You're fucking weak and can't think for yourself
I hope you burn with all your blunts
Beauty is something you'll never have
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aperture. Lewes, Delaware
We were Summons To Yomi , now we're aperture. We're recording a 7" to be released sometime in 2012.
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