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(Shut the fuck up I'm recording)

Solemn in your solitude, embrace that you are destitute and spread your arms for one last bow
And break the day your mother made, kiss the hands about to break and cope the loneliness with Jesus Christ

Steal pills from the Indians, moral compass spin again until the needle sticks straight in your arm
Swallow after you have chewed and realize that it is not food and think about your little girl
Catch her as you're falling down the cliff's all made of bullet shells and bones and blood and railroad tracks
Widened eyes a silent scream, breathe as it hits you full speed your vessel it has run its course

(Spoken)
Trap platoon to swivel back and swallow all the medicine
Level back before the night stares blank into your innocence
The imminence is clouded crystal objects clink and shrivel up
And who am I to tell you that this fucking shit was not your fault
Backwash swill and powdered pills
Collection jars for homeless kids
Satan came to wash your clothes in manufactured marble guilt

Swallow all the medicine
Swallow all the medicine
Swallow all the medicine
Swallow all this toxic mess

Flimsy flower fuck you all
Cry out to cicada calls
Stranded sanded backbone plate
A shrine inside your castle walls
It falls in low light f-stop bliss
And crumples in a crowded kiss
Booming bloated bottom blooming stranded seasick searching kids

Cease to exist
Cease to exist
Cease to exist
Cease to resist

Giving goodbyes looming views
Phosphorescent landlocked blues
Fickle fairy moonlight hues
Maggot mantra overused
It's true! He cries and crucifies
Before he gives his last goodbyes
Schizophrenic final sigh and dies upon his triple try
Wailing why sees mangled flesh
Lungs expel a final breath
Back to soil back to breast
Or what was used to cope his death

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from Ghost King EP, released October 6, 2014
Featuring Matt Ellin on bass guitar

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