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Boss Universal
05:30
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There is a boring approach to taking a breath.
I'm growing tired of sleep and death.
It's been miles beyond the tracks since I've had any fun at all.
I'm having no fun at all.
I'll take a doze to pass the time.
And I need a rest.
The time to pass is just too alive.
And I need a rest.
Their hearts are beating.
Furious and deafening.
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2. |
Stay Home
02:15
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I was the prostitute with matted hair and bitter apple breath.
I was the pervert with a nervous twitch in search of a little death.
I was need.
I was born.
I was greed.
I was scorn.
I was the prostitute with matted hair and bitter apple breath.
I was the pervert with a nervous twitch in search of a little death.
I was in a well of wealth and bad behaviors.
Crushed between the smells of masturbating saviours.
I was need.
I was born.
I was greed.
I was scorn.
I was the light in your mouth.
I was your shame in the south.
I welcomed you in with ill repute and ill fitting skin.
I was in a well of wealth and bad behaviors.
Crushed between the smells of masturbating saviours
I was need.
I was born.
I was greed.
I was scorn.
I was the prostitute with matted hair and bitter apple breath.
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Lambs Eat Ivy
03:50
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I have a lamb called Hate.
She's been there as both sister and brother.
Yellow toothed smiles
And promises of mother.
When she's hungry and festering
I'll empty and feed her
While guarded and whispering.
I have a lamb called Hate.
She's been there as both sister and brother.
She's got the sun in one hand
Mud in the other.
Yellow toothed smiles
And promises of mother.
When she's hungry and festering
I'll empty and feed her
While guarded and whispering.
My lamb called hate.
My lady in black.
Send your gold through my veins
and leave your marks on my back.
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Soaked
03:35
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I thought I knew your face.
But I didn't.
But I didn't.
You stink of rats and feel like snakes.
I won't forget it.
Just take and take and take and take and wish me well
as you soak my head in hell.
I've got my head soaked with hell.
I've got my arms filled with spikes.
I've got my mouth filled with ice.
i have an empty crib in my stomach.
I've got my head soaked with hell.
My head.
My head.
It doesn't live here anymore and I don't fucking care.
I've got a head soaked in hell.
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Shadow Snakes Syracuse, New York
Aaron, Jesse, and Graham from Ed Gein. Steve from Breather Resist. Jay from Architect. Aging hardcore veterans with no time for bullshit...and no time for touring.
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