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Iago
04:37
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Resistance fight that false equivalence
my bed is wet like sleeping with
a stuck pig bleeding out
i'm ripped up by artillery hounds
nature read the zeroes
you lose
i'm a tonal wreck
a collapsed tower
side read error and prefixed talk
love is not the answer
passives your containment
the eternity coffin slits the fear of god
i'm eating from an open wound
defiled by stillborn mansions
and when that wall begins to fall
i'm infrared in tooth and claw
fire on that bulk head and string up that useless mare
tear out the wings of what ails you
a blinking hand signal hides wireframe forms
entromaphagic breath
chimerical factions elect empty hosts
severed prosthetic task
so end the embargo and tear down the lights
fire the stage hands bury them in white
this might be the end of his unbroken sentence left tired and strung out
where summer had found us
the towers were pulled down their remnants were sold
the architects compiling satanic code
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2. |
Hunters and Sportsmen
03:45
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Why do you grind your
teeth almost every night for
there's a hole in your guitar filled with wet ciggarettes
but they love the way your lipstick stains
so i'll pick them off the ground anyway
turn the lights out to your room
the sirens will be here soon
i have you now
no ones' gonna show you how
you stretch your legs over blood stains
and the track marks in the carpet all lead to you
it's the broken glass inside your feet
and the company that you choose
and it's why we all depend on you
it's a filthy empty swimming pool
inside your concrete garden
and it's why we all depend on you
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3. |
Sufficants
06:12
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The sufficants are bleating out
liked a blackened philharmonic and
the entity you're sleeping with can't feel from the waist down
serpentine on broken glass outside that bedroom window
you looked out as a child try to fit through here now and i'll say
he's always alone
his eyes are sufficants
and they'll always invite you in
let me peel that skin back at least 5 years
his arms are sufficants
and they're christ like in every pose
does it hurt you to be faithful
does it pain you to be loved
it circulates slowly and brings pink to your burns
if every single song is about your youth
what happens when the actuary comes calling for you
with the white picket teeth of his death grimace
i don't know where to start or where to begin
it gets dark so late these days
you and i go deeper
i just want to live a life without the sound
of a punctured heart beating on the cold cold ground
hold on
you had me at hello
celebrate that busy signal
celebrate this emptieness
when he walks away will you buy yourself a drink
and leave emptier than you came
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4. |
Tragahedros
03:30
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I listened for your shouts
miscalculated exit vector back into a gangreen sky
between the dotted lines is this
not like you?
don't say I told you so
Tonight i'm not coming home
so she screams
prolixity mines
where were you
tears bleed from each eye
with that she cries
between the dotted lines is it
not like you
this twilight knifes not bleeding
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5. |
Shrine Cats
04:02
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If only one moment I might be
your everything
i'd cauterize those highway pains
celebrate those empty days that made you
write me into your story and slay me
sickle cell redacted phase
tear the pages out this book of matches
when she stuck her fingers in my mouth
she reached and pulled my whole world inside out
but i wish that you would
cut clean
why aren't you outside?
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6. |
Sad Signal
04:43
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Those constellations
wrap around both arms and map bad times
like chemicals or dandelion wine
suicidal ideate the ceaceless need for medication
just plastic thoughts for all of us
how many ways can you curb their appetite
how many days until this engine ignites
how many days how many ways can you stretch their alibi
how many ways
she's on the floor of everyone home
and at the top of every tub
who'd rent a crooked smile from a ghost with sunbleached bones
who never looked quite right at home
as wounded knees on pristine sheets
or broken keys or plastic thoughts
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7. |
Pillcutter (Acoustic)
02:33
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The clock stopped this morning
If It ever turned at all
Take this twice daily
and once before you call
And it's just not living
With a fetish knife
come and find me
where the ancients lie
And you'd say
You'd be okay
when I come around
I lost myself today
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Why do you grind your teeth almost every night?
There's a hole in your guitar filled with wet cigarettes
but I love the way your lipstick stains
so I'd pick them off the ground anyway
turn the lights out to your room
the sirens will be here soon
but I have you now
I'm not going to show you how
you stretch your legs
over blood stains
and the winemarks in the carpet all lead to you
it's the broken glass inside your feet
and the company that you choose
and it's why the angels have forsaken you
it's a filthy empty swimming pool
in your concrete garden
and it's why
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9. |
Camilla (acoustic)
03:57
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We decide
to carry ourselves tonight
and meet again in ruins
but I can't stand
how you refuse to
bring the pink to my burns
but you don't need no languid dripping words
to fall out of my mouth
she took herself out of school last thursday
to shelter from the TV, satellites and radio
the cops tried their best to be of help
but they've just gotta wait for the snow to melt
and they'll find his body
it gets dark so late these days
these questions are incriminating sighs.
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god spare us the terror of the evil that's been done to you
are we complacent in it's wake
for too long, this killing jar
overflows with desperate men who pray
to a choir of flat lined angels singing the same song every day
are you with us or are you against us
i'm dead set on watching you decay
bring the suicide victory condition
forged from a broken heart
bent from the start of what can't be forever
you're gonna die
eternity is just
another pulse subverted
like a nail through rusted skin
this bone trade never rescued
a body from the pavement
the albatross is shrouded
by a veil of edged weapons
scratched beneath the surface
how far will that guillotine sway?
does that fear of god keep you from marching?
are you amputated in that bed?
our common cause a simulacrum
of a time where you stood down
infinity within it's chassis
feel it's hinges grind to life
not even death will try to stop us
until it knows what side we're on
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11. |
Deconstructor Fleet
03:53
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promethean silo
it's ossarys full of the blackest of attempts to reign an endless night
navigate the perforated drag across the neck
now my touch is empty robbed of the warmth it held
replaced by bottom fed split tooth sighs
fallen on the pavement
fallen for the rest of my life
on my own
and i never wanted this more
than what i needed to believe
bound to the star bed by hands neck and ankles
bring me your tired and your
hide me from an over exposed
media identity
the held you down
tore off your cloak
betrayed the island built for you
where are we along this cemetery drive
and where you when they came for both our sides
can we begin
to heal and then
we'll meet again
on the same side
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『S L E E P _ D E B T S』 Portland, Oregon
Sleep Debts performs aggressive and at times cacophonous music in the tradition of turn of the century post hardcore and punk rock. The noise serves to contrast with the ever present melodies and groove inspired by the scope and melodrama of the progressive rock movement. A choir of broken delay pedals sing a sad song behind the fury. ... more
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