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I /miss the days/ I was lost wandering with a /distant gaze/
Eyes consuming my /consumption of them/
insecure, always had to re-assure that I /fucking love them/
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I /miss the days/ I was lost wandering with a /distant gaze/
Eyes consuming my /consumption of them/
insecure, always had to re-assure that I /fucking love them/

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A song from last weeks practice with Dave Cusma, Didier Leplae and Scott Johnson. We'll be playing out first show Friday Nov. 29th at Circle A.
I'M RAPPITY RAP RAP RAP RAP RAPPITY RAP RAP
WELCOME TO THE SHOW, ALL YOU LITTLE BASTARDS LISTEN UP I'M GONNA START TALKING SOON.
WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE? I'M SURE WE'D LIKE TO KNOW WHAT'S LEFT FOR US AND WHY WE SHOULD PUT ALL OUR TRUST IN A SYSTEM RESIDING ON BOLTS AND NUTS THAT WE FUEL FOR THEM, - YES US
THEY LIKE TO PROCLAIM AND EXCLAIM THAT THE HUMAN BRAIN IS FAR TO BRITLE TO POSSIBLY CONTAIN, WHAT THEY LOOK AT WITH SUCH DISTAIN IS YOU AND YOUR MIND THAT CAN ONLY POSSIBLY DESCRIBE WHY YOU FIGHT AND WHY YOU HIDE.
WHEN THEY DROP YOU OFF ON THE INNER-STATE YOU'LL KNOW THEN IT'S A LITTLE TOO LATE TO FEIGN IGNORANCE AND WON'T IT BE GREAT AS YOU STEP INSIDE ASKING WHY AND THEY REPLY, SHAKING THEIR HEADS SIDE TO SIDE - AS THEY LOCK YOU IN FOR THE FINAL RIDE.
IT'S HARD TO KNOW WHERE THE STORY GOES, AS YOU POINT AND CLICK
FOLLOWING NOTHING BUT YOUR DICK, THEY HAVE HAIR AND EYES, THEY COME IN GROUPS LIKE FLIES, STICKING TO SHIT - OTHERWISE KNOWN AS LIES.
WHEN THEY SAY THAT YOU ARE TO LAY WITH ONLY A PERSON THAT THEY DECIDE IT'S NO LONGER YOUR THOUGHTS THEY HAVE IN MIND AND IT'S PRETTY CLEAR HOW THEY FEEL INSIDE.
TO ADJUST TO WHAT THEY HEAR THAT PEOPLE FEAR AND HOW THEY SAY THAT THOSE WHO DON'T CAN'T BE SAVED, BUT WAIT?
IT'S MAKES NO SENSE THAT A RICH WHITE MAN WOULD REALLY SETTLE FOR ANOTHER GUY NAMED STAN NOT ONLY SETTLE BUT PAY A PRETTY PENNY - CAUSE HE LOVES MEN? GO FIGURE A GUY YOU THINK WOULD NEVER LIE, BECAUSE ALL HE SAYS IS HOW RIGHT HE IS. BUT NO LITTLE PENNY PINCHER, FIXING DEFICITS AND A HOLE FILLER, IS STUFFING COCK DOWN HIS ASS BY THE BOAT LOAD BECAUSE HE LIVES TO HATE AND IT'S HARD ROAD THAT ONLY MAKES SENSE WHEN YOU BELIEVE ALL YOU'RE TOLD
BUT WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THE LIES INSIDE DON'T OPERATE ON THE SAME SHIT THEY FLY, WHEN MONEY EXISTS TO FUNNEL GREED AND CAN ONLY EXPLAIN HOW WE JUSTIFY LETTING OTHERS DIE IT HURTS I'M SURE WATCHING A BROTHER LAYING UNDER THE EYES OF A MILLION PEOPLE, TRYING FIGURE OUT WHY, HIS BLOOD IS RUNNING AND IT MAKES YOU CRY WHEN THOSE SAME MILLIONS DON'T FEEL THE SAME, AND YOU QUESTION WHY THEY LET OTHERS DIE TO SAVE THE LIVES OF A MILLION LIES
IF YOU WANT A TRUTH YOU'RE GONNA NEED TO SLEUTH,
YOU'RE GONNA NEED A DETECTOR AS YOU CHASE A FUCKING SPECTRE DOWN A STAIRWELL OF BODIES STREWN ABOUT AS IF BY MR. LECTRE DURING SOME GOD DAMN LECTURE TELLING YOU THAT YOU LET YOUR MORALS FLY BY AS YOU DROWN IN SHIT AND MOTHER FUCKING LIES
WHEN YOU DROP YOUR GUARD IN TRUTH YOU'LL FIND IT HARD TO KEEP WHAT'S SHELTERED IN YOUR MIND ON THE INSIDE WITH EVERYTHING BUT YOUR LIES, AS HUMAN EYES CAN CAUSE US TO EMPATHIZE WITH THOSE THAT WE KNOW ARE IN DISGUISE AND LAYING JUST OUTSIDE - WAITING TO END YOUR LIFE WITH A KNIFE OR WHATEVER THEY'VE STASHED ASIDE.
FOR A MOMENT THEY'LL SLIP SOMETHING IN YOUR DRINK, AT A TIME THAT YOU WON'T THINK JUST LIKE A KILLER WHO ATTACKS BECAUSE HE LIKES THE PINK - THAT YOU SEEM TO ONLY KEEP INSIDE WITH ALL YOUR JUICY LIES, ALL OF THOSE FRAGRANT LOVELY LIES, ALL OF THOSE FILTHY SEXY LIES.
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WHEN YOU DROP YOUR GUARD YOU'LL FIND THAT IT'S NOT AS HARD TO ACCEPT THAT NOVELTY CHEQUE, THE KIND YOU FEEL THAT DEEP INSIDE YOU NEVER EARNED AND THE CASH YOU RECIEVE SEEMS TO LEAVE JUST AS QUICK AS THE SKIN YOU RIP WHILE YOU'RE LYING OUTSIDE KEEPING ALL THE TRUTHS INSIDE - LIKE A BOOK ONLY YOU CAN READ, WITH WORDS ONLY YOU CAN SEE, BUT THE COVERS SEE THROUGH JUST LIKE ALL THOSE YOU KEEP CLOSE TO YOU
THEY ONLY HAVE EYES FOR YOUR MOTHER FUCKING LIES
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ABOUT AS FAKE AS WHAT YOU TAKE AND TURN THAT TRASH INTO MOUNDS OF CASH, IT'S A FIRE THAT NEVER DIES AND ALL IT DOES IS ATTRACT MORE FLIES WHO LIVE AND FEED OFF RANCID SHIT AND DIRTY LIES.
-----REOWKRING/////
WE LET THOSE SLIP THAT OTHERWISE DON'T CATCH ON QUICK WHEN I SLIP A QUIP ABOUT WHERE TO GO WHEN YOU LET THEM KNOW THEY CAN FUCK OFF AND DROP THEIR THOUGHTS BY THE WAY SIDE. I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THOSE WHO CAN'T SEE WHY I'M SO MAD - WHEN THEY LET ME KNOW IT'S ALL GOOD TO GO, WITH A SMILE THAT BELAYS MORE OF A SNEER AND A SOCIO NATURE THAT'S HIDING SOMETHING QUEER
THEY'LL DROP NAMES AND SAY SILLY THINGS THAT NO ONE SANE COULD POSSIBLY MISSINTERP AS THEY REWORK YOUR MORAL COMPASS AND DROP A LITTLE MORE THE NEXT TIME,
SOMETHINGS CHANGE
----REWORKING//////
WHILE WE DON'T HAVE MUCH LESS OR MORE THAT COULD JUSTIFY THESE WHORES FEEDING US POSSESSIONS THAT WOULD OTHERWISE FURTHER FEED INFECTIONS, DRIVING OUT OUR GOOD INTENTIONS
OBVIOUSLY NOT HINDERED BY A FABLED BOOK THAT TIES MANKIND, WITH INTENSIFIED INJECTIONS OF ILLUSIONS THAT CAUSE A MASS PROJECTION OF HATRED AND OTHER SUCH DEJECTIONS
KEEPING TRUE TO FORM WITH OUR SO-CALLED NORM.
WE FURTHER DROP OUR BOMBS LIKE SO MANY HORRIBLE SONGS, SATURATING THE WORLD IN A NEON TOXIC NECTAR THAT STINKS AND GROWS AND FESTERS, GIVING MORE HOMELAND JOBS TO THE BIOHAZARD BOYS WHO GET TO PLAY WITH NEATO TOYS THAT ONLY LET US KNOW
JUST HOW DEEP
THE CANCER
GOES
circa Remi Parks, 2011
yo yo yo