Yo Brain freeze in a dead car, Carcass is lying On the left floor, minus the headscar Rise up through the dark, Parcels in night Like a shark fin targeting deadstop roadkill Still no thrills on this park bench Litres a halfrate liquor tank distill my wordplay Words get slurred at a rate like vermin Emerge and create my murmurs, the first day Burn lands, shake hands with the Wicker Man Give your thanks, still nose deep in a shitty gram Magazines torn into parcels for oblong cocktails Dust racked up as the city sang deeper Than thousands of leagues like bass Is the amount is the TNT by the crateload Deviants stuck in the crime scene Bathing the scum of the streets sides Searching for fake gold Dusk plus one gets stubbed on the tarmac Lungs ripple, rough, burn, chest hurts Life in the coal mines Lurk in the piss with the demons Thats where my soul lies Creeping on cold nights Swallowing swords in a slipstream nightmare Night prayers Sprint from the door of the house fire Dousing the streets in DeLorean time trails Match in the gas tank, boom boom, cant fail I have dreams that Im standing alone At the steps of the next life And my last words harness The murderous targets missed Before my next big breathe, Die Split second respite, flaming inferno Great lengths bulge in the weight of my turncoat Tainted and turn in the fruitbowl Taint in the fruitbowl Wait in line to nose dive straight into the wormhole I watched the door close behind you And I walked on to the water I see fire on the horizon And I know who your name These are the minutes from the numskull seminar Vaporised letters in the eye of the hurricane Fortifications have kept us at bay for a while Watch us come again, pacing my hunger pains Hungry for morsels and scraps from the frostbitten porcelain Pans in your banquets, lay abandoned Like ghost town, scratched from the map Face back to the sandpit, bandaging language Band stand blues bamboozle the bag full of madness I smoke like quote in a tangled approach To untangle the heart that you broke with a sledgehammer Blow to the back of my cranium Pacing this cage, move, break through Rust riddled bars just to claim what they gave you Analogue stars combust like lust, fuck life Gunfights tie ropes over slave rooves Thats what it came to, dream like conclaves Commandeer cotdeath, wishes on your housing Moss seeps sparkling sediments are weaving Their black widow messages, a landlover effigy Gripped by the silhouette, sick of these dress letter Text riddled heaven sent death bitten elements Death beds drench in the stench of the simmer head Guts get spilled for a breath of some fresher air Without a hope in the widest of worlds The human fly climbs heights higher than skylines Higher than sky rockets, made the bricks and stones To build this home home tight tied to a kite line Better luck next time, better start running now Or never like rats in a drainpipe scuttling Four days left till the planes fly, better get pitchforks Better get tunnelling Under the scum, a magnified evil Lurks in the patterns that the parasites see through Seethrough savages, polythene bags full of whitewash passages Wipeout land We saw the sandbags dashed at the landmarks White waves laughed laughed as the town went underneath A hundred leagues, worldwide washout Blue planet flattened the notes of the chorus The dirtiest stop out, runt of the litter wide marks in the galaxies graveyard opening Truly the last days, wild west ways Tin can tustles lead to life raft shootouts Venture a carcrash, marred by the barnacles Parked on the tarmac, last of the life form park Breathing out a dead note, singing all the lead boat Ditties to the floating corpses Stumble, so meet your creator Mr eraser Shes a brainwash away the remains of the paper. take us Caught in a maced up major, last man laughing in a world lost waste up Man better drown rat sound of the mouse trap snapping as the ransacked landmass outback, where the town had nothing but whiteness About that, id like to thank god for the soundtrack Can you hear me? Ive been calling for such a long time And you, falling through the light Can you hear me? Ive been calling a long time Ive been calling, Ive been calling for such a long time...
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