1. |
Dog Foot Boy
04:52
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You thought silence was honesty
We fuck like I wish you were someone else
Smells like dog feet feels like deadwood
My thoughts are spinning into the abyss of what if
Why won't you let me hide
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2. |
I Heard They Ate a Guy
03:27
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3. |
Monster
06:36
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I was a love letter taxidermy
A mute banshee howling into an empty casket
These echoes ring through me
And I am bent
I spoke the dialect of a loaded gun
Bullet casings stuck between my teeth
Cutting my gums
Cumming my guts
Spitting blood and blistered worms
Tree barking at hollow dogs
Strung out on parasite
Filled up on fuck you
Nature is unforgiving
A Stockholm bear cave and he was a slow knife
Carving himself into me
With gentle elegance
I bled floral all over the bedsheets
Clouded in a mouldering veil
Sunlight hovered above me
And I let him eat me alive
Spitting blood and blistered worms
Tree barking at hollow dogs
Strung out on parasite
Filled up on fuck you
Speaking restless
Sleeping loudly
I was an 18 year old cemetery
There are dead girls buried in the mud that fills my lungs
Their tombstones pushing out of me
Their names written across my torso
In black and blue
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4. |
Bodies
04:15
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5. |
Ugly
04:00
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6. |
Nothing No One
04:09
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Not even there
Think the world is free
Hold out for the answer
The answer's never clear
Break our backs then hide
To sync your machine in time
Take me out back and shoot me
To feed the beast inside
These lies, I got a reason
Fake rights, it's fight or flight
Take down, we're going nowhere
Get fucked, but not tonight
Ship wrecked, you're treading water now
Broken lights, forget my dreams
Feel shame, what's mine is not yours
Break neck, you're still the same
I walk alone
Feel the chill of danger
Even hell disowns me
So I climb the stairs to nowhere
This torture chamber
I've locked myself inside
There will be no running
Nowhere left to hide
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7. |
Skin Hunger
02:31
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I will not be your daytime dream catcher
I will not be your nightlight saviour
We are the same way, we search for endlessness
Driven by our skin hunger
Fossilized fragments, skin hunger
Crystallized inside, skin hunger
You're a skeletal sky
Can't wrap my mind around the sound of trust breaking
Vertebrae notches in your bedpost
Driven by skin hunger
Fossilized fragments, skin hunger
Crystallized inside, skin hunger
You empty nomad, you rib cage drifter
We're self inflicted, we're self inflicted
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