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The Howl
04:30
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Beam them open
I would sink it with bliss
Grind the coals
Euphoria
Caustic metaphor
Liquid cleansing
Emulating the molded howl
For help
The howl
For help
So long
Swan song
Slender and slipping
A racing devastation
Wreck the better self
Roll down the cannonball
Liquid cleansing
Emulating the molded howl
For help
The howl
For help
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2. |
Give Up
05:38
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Wishful broken tongue
Exclude our open myth
Soft and corrupt
Misguided touch of our mess
Leap and quickly seek
A smile brought on the…
I just want to be free
I just want to erupt
I just want to be me
I just want to corrupt
I just want to give up
Wishful broken tongue
Exclude our open myth
Nights seem so bright and wonderfully elusive
Trust trust ourselves
We must
I just want to be free
I just want to erupt
I just want to be me
I just want to corrupt
I just want to give up
The back and forth of tumbling down
Resurrect my temple
Disheartened self image
Cancerous objection
Lift it higher
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Echo Chamber
03:16
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It will not feel better
I promise, it’s us against the world
We’ll all turn to dust
Discouraging mental stain
Settled in misanthropy
Stretched to filament-thin threads… echo chamber
Amongst our stems a charred murderous victory stands
Development of a visceral change
It hardly remembers
A sympathetic creature
A logical cubicle
Sell your brain waves… you fucking drop out
Life is medical… wishful territory in a roaring metropolis
Greedy hands seem slippery. Push me to your grave
Sleep inside drastic misery
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