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Why don’t we kick the sick, adore the young dead
We should ignore the poor, and give the richest more
A planet suicide, a parent suicide, suicide suicide

We should ignore the score, and give the white some more
Corrupt down to the core

Why don’t we kick the sick, adore the young dead
I wanna talk some more, you wanna close the door
So what you’re saying is, I feel suicidal, and I shouldn’t talk about it?
Don’t say suicide, don’t say suicide, don’t say suicide, don’t say suicide
Hey boy (fuck dogs), ignorance is a mans best friend

Pull the emergency brakes, my head is heavy now
You think we’re out of it but, I dream of letting go
My head’s a gipsy-circus, closed circuit cannery
That ol’ black hole I thought I would close up eventually

Wanna see me crawl? Go sink my rafter, crush my bones, out of order,
fuck you all!
Wanna see me crawl? No more laughter, slit my throat, pull the chord out,
fuck you all fuck you all!

I’m in a room and you keep sucking the air out
I don’t know where to go and I don’t know who I am
I find myself questioning gods plan , but
One good thing though, I really learned to hold my breath
It’s the only way to escape death oh!
Still holding it in, I’m scratching my skin
Still looking for a way out, for a way to win
But losers can’t be winners, open up a tin can dinner
Shit it tastes like feet, I’m sinking to the deep
Blue see how easily I loose all my fight
I should write, but now I cant write
I keep talking to my mind, and the answer isn’t kind
Never the answers that I seek, and I keep hearing it on repeat
I never get the things I feel, are these monsters even real?

Don’t wanna talk about it, I wanna drink it out
I’m living like I’m divine, different reality
Now I am right on the cusp, scary insanity
I’m sure I could, I would, I should have done it differently

Wanna see me crawl? Go sink my rafter, crush my bones, out of order,
fuck you all!
Wanna see me crawl? No more laughter, slit my throat, pull the chord out,
fuck you all fuck you all!

Find my hide out, get me the fuck out, oh!
Get me right out, get me the fuck out, oh!
Find my hide out, get me the fuck out, oh!
Get me right out, get me the fuck out, oh!

Wanna see me crawl? Go sink my rafter, crush my bones, out of order,
fuck you all!
Wanna see me crawl? No more laughter, slit my throat, pull the chord out,
fuck you all fuck you all!

Wanna see me crawl? Go sink my rafter, crush my bones, out of order,
fuck you all!
Wanna see me crawl? No more laughter, slit my throat, pull the chord out,
fuck you all fuck you all!

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from Answering Machine For Broken Dreams, released February 28, 2020

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