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widows an antique replacement
a briefcase filled with mace
widows six legged lost and found
students spray the kent state mist
wishing wills missing clientele
widows sex legged lost and found

parkas worn in summer apparel

I must have read a thousand faces
I must have robbed them of their cause
sickened thirst, sickened thirst
keeps it together
soft white glow in the cranium
a bulls eye made sedated

beware! [x3]

Lark throated spit through beaks tonight
These gagging chirps were written in disguise
What's that sound?
Caskets floating
Hey you did you ever intend to sleep inside my tomb
And you would you ever attempt to kick from inside this womb
Hey you would you ever attempt the excavation of these fossils
And in case you haven't noticed, we're already dead

I'll fight my way
I'll fight my way across the state line
I'll fight my way
I'll fight my way across the state line line
I'll fight my way way way across the state line

I'll fight my way <i>[x3]
Across the state

Nuisance
an actor choking on nectar
nothing gotten
narcoleptics will cut off these patients blue arms
peg legged
sullen
drool on these words I've never uttered
yes I swear

kid creole killed all of his own people
instigate the beat genuflecting
in the steeple
video killed what we
once
stood for
who we gonna look to now?

Sucks me in, taking a ride
And I'm wishing for the satellite
Grabbing vein pulling down on the radio
Laughing at the face that's bending down

I'm all alone so far up here
And my oxygen's all gone

in a small ghost town, there's a little arcade
where the poltergeists play their video games
at the top of the roof he says
game over they said, game over they said
run and get your quarters in
over cliffs we will swim ahead

do the shackles underneath your bed

Pray that your family never forgets
The arousal from a corpse that fuels your taste
Blonde to the shoulders, blind to the pill
He found solace in the act of infection

A blank tape couldn't remember
But you can never erase the hurt
Out in the dial toned distance someone heard

intravenously polite it was the walkie-talkies
that had knocked the pins down
as their shoes gripped the dirt floor
in the silhouette of dying
dancing on corpses' ashes

yeah, they had plans for him
they has spun the last of the pimps

This is the accent of the halfhearted land
Does it all make sense now
And if the ship was built in bottled sand
Does it all make sense now
The anchor's kiss was scrawled in dyslexic crayon
Yes it all makes sense now

Is this just a life preserver

They'd call it a wasteland
Auslander plates
You know its armor was human
Drove stakes into the main camps
Eye sockets sank into
The back of its head again
This frequency was jet lagged
Yes the wrinkles mate

Cut and paste
Were you sitting down
On the beaded impotence of New Orleans
A hint of suspense when that telephone rings
This is forever

It paved a wave of distance
Between the syntax error

I'm just tired of counting bodies
is this mausoleum tardy
let's just paint you a pretty face
flies dip tongues into tear ducts
in toothpicks fought unborn

contusion is hungry
they still eat their young

yes this is the campaign
slithered entrails
in the cargo bay

neutered is the vastness
hallow vacuum
check the oxygen tanks

the proposition
handcuffed to the park bence
hypodermic people poking
fun at the living
please lift the weight out of this
it takes the weight out of living
are we just infants
that are ripe for the training

we all become
what we most dislike
in this picket fence cartel
tell? there's nothing left to tell

what have we become
cycle all over again
filled the shoes 'til i was ten

in the humble stence of nativity
hummed the smell of television snow
a faint S.O.S. flickering
riding on the coattails of their ground zero
neighborhood footprints ingrown
the daylight savings time will never know
of this alabaster cold

T-minus 10 seconds and counting
10 seconds to counting
T-minus 10 seconds and counting
10 seconds to go
T-minus 10 seconds to counting

Metronome charisma
Keeping time

Fences with switches
Turn them on
The moats of your homes
Poured salt on these slugs
Mugshot fatigue
Shimmering

Pacemaker pace yourself

Nothing ever changes
Except scenery arrangements
In the affectionate hands of
Horse powered assault

Best keep your pants on boy
Behind the armor of fault
Homeless make shift triggers

pregnant with the keys
to your stick shift mood
can't get yourself ignition
can't get yourself ignition

grease-stained parking lot
embed and loiter bottle tops
dipped in the secretion

taser taser kindergarten nap nap time
pacifier pacifies
highchair crumbles unannounced
like a draft from outside
pacifier pacifies
beacon shined a light from the faulty tower
pacifier pacifies
colossal in tons, unknowing it wants

sailing all alone, guided by starlight
nowhere is my home
inside of my mind
we've paid that shoeshine boy
whose buff has no smile
he spits on your tip-toes
and you keep hugging folklore
like it's out of style, out of focus

taser taser kindergarten nap nap time
pacifier pacifies, yeah it pacifies
highchair crumbles unannounced
like a draft from outside
pacifier pacifies, yeah it pacifies
beacon shined a light from the faulty tower
pacifier pacifies, yeah it pacifies
colossal in tons, unknowing it wants

In a river the color of lead
Immerse the baby's head
Wrap her up in the news of the world
Dump her on a doorstep, Girl
This night has opened my eyes
And I will never sleep again

You kicked and cried like a bullied child

Pigeon holed decision making
All my mind's made up
I only colored outside the lines
'Cause I got the
knack
Stenciled teen initials
That were carved on the
roof of my mouth

pet sounds filling pet peeve void's
black and white tv with the sound turned down
is it mono or stereo?
lending aneurysm satisfaction in the
fruitless gaze of your mona lisa lazy smile
trick ourselves in portable stanzas
black russian throated on this
guillotine cancer

does it hurt you when you breathe?
stink around the wallet itch
a towel was thrown between the ropes
sweat inside your eyelids
it exorcised the fire from the sky
(snakecharmer make them dance again)
it exorcised the fire from the sky
(make them itch in kerosene dance)