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Mute
03:20
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it is strange the sound of your own voice
bleating out against the wind
i hope the sad buzzards don’t notice our death
the years they have made a mess
what is the animal
I think nothing only haste
someone leans over
to throw dirt in my open grave
a half million dead drunks
can’t seem to teach us a single thing
but i'll admit i lie and i destroy
i'm the buzz of every fly
pretty sure it gets worse
but i know that i've been wrong before
sleeping in a bed of horsehair
starving
yeah we wanted it all
and we fall like ribbons
who lust with a vague sense of purpose
yeah we wanted it all
unravel your tears onto my breast bone
yeah we wanted it all
the sound of your own voice
bleating out against the wind
the years they make no sense
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Trance
04:16
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it's the sound of one hand clapping against itself
so begins the 20 odd years of my idiotic war
i let out a howl so unspeakable
another wasted year
how the sky ignores me forever unimpressed
who knew you weren't just kidding
can you just tell me how we could've avoided this
do I have to lie down and take it
watch as the rot from the back of your eyes consumes us all
the old man stands looking down
stupidly triumphant
i blink i stare in horror
as i hammered the ground with my fists
who knew you weren't just kidding
can you just tell me how we could've avoided this
do I have to lie down and take it
watch as the rot from the back of your eyes consumes us all
i let out a howl
so unspeakable
even myself i'm left uneasy
but at least that we know we could never learn
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Club Night Oakland, California
◈ Devin
◈ Ian
◈ Josh
◈ Nick
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