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Rumblestrip
02:28
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All these lines, they keep us safe, they keep us pink and breathing
My world can start to veer, familiar to black nothingness
Cats eyes have been removed, theres everything to fear
My world is an empty road, dark carriageways I call my own
IT’S MY RUMBLESTRIP
(all these animals they fucking haunt me)
FLASH REALMS CEASE TO EXIST
(follow bright sights to stay alive)
THERES A WARNING LIGHT
(a jab in the ribs to keep us alive)
OUR DEATHS BURNING BRIGHT
(I fight myself to stay alive)
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Bullet-Torn Frenulum
00:56
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Call yourself a punk rocker?
You're wearing short shorts
And you don't know 80s death metal
Yeah you've crossed the border now
You will erase the debt somehow
(Fuck in Crust We Trust)
Your watch will compensate
(Fuck in Crust we Trust)
Bullet for my banjo string
I'm bullet-ridden bullet-ridden
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Dogsbody
01:06
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Infinite anger
Pigs to the slaughter
Hook in the mouth
Fish out of water
Down in the earth
Dust to dust
No resurrection
Complete lack of trust
Fuck! My! Life!
Pushing aside my personal health
In the pursuit of comfort and wealth
A dream for those who bleed
Sleep to believe
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4. |
Iago's Labours
00:53
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Maybe she talks about me the gargoyle
That bleeds onto the cobbles at night
I must make sense of this cell
As I make sense of others
And I go into the Sun
My stage terrifies me but one day my wounds will heal
NO MORE DEMAND ME NOTHING from this day forth I will never speak word.
Iago’s Labours
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Empty The Pits
01:38
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Long time ago I had this weird idea that you actually fucking cared
for me but now I know that everything you said was just a way to cover your own ass so here we are, I gnaw at the bit you drag me through shit and I emptied the pits. I should have known when you opened me up that I would stitch myself crooked and then get infected. Empty the mother fucking pits.
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I'm down again and climbed out of bed its fucking depressing I'll never get it endless disappointment.
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Sunburn
01:17
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I blister in the sun, or shiver in the rain
The only way to tell the days are not the same
Its goes on and on there’s no going back
A daily struggle to get my life on track
A hatred for life rages in my chest
A bright hot sun that burns within my breast
It’s a fucking miracle I haven’t died by now
‘Cause how do you live when you don’t know how?
Sunburn Sunburn
How can I live? How can I live?
Sunburn Sunburn
How can I live when I don’t know how
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Inanimate
02:03
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Wiped out from this plain of existence you treat me like an inanimate object. You dug your claws in I never stood a chance you dragged me down to my lowest fucking point. It all works out way better in the end. You hurt me again and again.
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Blinded By Leaves
00:41
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Argh its in my eye
It's in my eye
wrecking my cornea
Blinded by
Eye experts
Hospital queues
Chlorophyll attack
Botanical frag
Blinded by Leaves
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10. |
Cunt Of The Litter
02:22
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I call myself (name) I was born a cunt
Top dog now but was raised a runt
I throw my trophies around to get my way
I can’t process what people say
Top dog now but was born a runt
The leader of the slave force with resent to boot
Haven’t got any cells to rub together
Everyone together, now tarred and feathered
I’ve got a few weasels that’ll dance with me
I’ll let them out when the time’s right
Because in the meantime I gotta keep my head down low
In case anybody figures me out
I’m a boy scout with a child’s mind
I call myself (name) / Born a cunt
Top dog now/raised a runt
Throw my trophies around / to get my way
Can’t process/what people say
Used to be a soldier / Was left behind
It’s my world now, and they’ll all pay
My currency is wicked, I pay out in shame
So kill my mind, there’s nothing else to maim.
I CALL MYSELF (name) – BORN A CUNT – USED TO BE A SOLDIER – LEFT BEHIND
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Glory Hole
01:07
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Slips right in
Feels so good
Feels like just the way it should
Drill me a hole
Show me yours
Our little secret love pours
Welcome to my glory hole
Slippers off any hole's a goal
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Chin Chin, Pussies
02:16
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Hey hey hey the stench of summer
There's the table I'll drink you under
Chin Chin get yourself some Somerset heroin
Chin Chin blindness and incontinence
Chin Chin liquid aggression
Chin Chin warm fluoresence
Twice the strength
Half the cost
Twice the pain
A thousand rodent carcasses
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Rash Decision Falmouth, UK
16 years, 800 gigs and lots of releases.
Cornish fastcore / punk / hardcore / thrash.
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