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WE'VE GOT IDIOTS - DEVOUTS WHO CAN'T CHANGE THEIR MINDS
BREEZEBLOCK KISSES - LASER LINED
THE SHARPENED PENNY DROPS - CUTS THE POCKETS UNLINED
DEMAND & SUPPLY - STILL THE WHORES WILL CRY
NAIL MEET HAMMER...
SOMETIMES YOU'RE THE COCK AND SOMETIMES YOU'RE THE CUNT
NOT THE PREY - THEN BY PROXY - YOU'RE ON THE HUNT
IF CONFIRMATION BIAS THROWS YOU UNDER THE BUS
THAT'S THE LAW - THE LAW OF THE INSTRUMENT
TIPTOE, TAP DANCE - PUSH-UPS ON A CARPET OF TEETH
TWO MINDS IN THE SAME HEAD STRUGGLE FOR A GRIP ON THE SEEN
BUT WAIT! - THIS IS WHAT WE ASKED FOR...
THIS IS WHAT WE
THIS IS WHAT WE
THIS IS WHAT WE ASKED FOR...
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Trash Fire
02:44
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CAN I DEDUCE YR AVERSION FOR SADNESS?
WOULD THAT EXPLAIN YR COMPULSION FOR MADNESS?
SO PIOUS YET THE LUXURY OF LOTTERY
COULD YOU DEFEND YRSELF WITHOUT YR DIGITAL MASK ON?
CALLING OUT YR BULLSHIT
NO FLESH ON YR PULPIT
HOUDINI'D OUT OF THE FRAME
SWING HARDER FROM THE TRAPEZE OF THE CROOK AND THE LAME
WHISKEY TANGO FOXTROT
CLAP BACK TASTE SMOKE
REALITY HAS RISEN TO MY LEVEL OF DISTRESS
ANXIETY GOLD STANDARD MOTHER NATURE'S SUCCESS
MY BITTER YR SWEET A FUCKING NEGATIVE FLIP
ANOTHER BAD DAY'S COMING, GOT YOU REACHING FOR THE ZIP
I AM SINGING TO YOUR GOD...
NO-VALUE OR DEPTH, YO!
CANNOT PULL MY FACE UP FROM THE FLOOR, BORE
MY NORTH WILL ALWAYS BE YR SOUTH
I WOULD PAY TO JAM THE FACTS BACK INTO YR MOTHERFUCKING MOUTH
TRAIN WRECK BREAKNECK
CUT THROAT SCAPEGOAT
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What's Yr Truth?
04:45
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WAIT A MINUTE, CUT IT OFF – YOU GOT SOMETHING TO SAY? TURN IT DOWN IT'S GETTING LOST
IN A TORRENT, OF EXCUSES – TALKING PUNISHMENT FOR CRIMES THAT HAVE YET TO BE COMMITTED
I AM AT A LOSS, TO ASCERTAIN – THE LAZINESS OF A CULTURE KNOWN FOR THROWING THE BLAME
AND ALL THE WHILE, IN THE STANDARD STYLE – THERE ARE THOSE WHO HIT THE BATTLEFIELD ALL THE SAME
IT'S GETTING LOST, IN THE NOISE – WE CANNOT PICK IT APART, NO FREQUENCIES IN THE VOICE
IF THE PEN IS MIGHTER THAN THE SWORD, THEN THE KEYBOARD IS THE INSTRUMENT OF BEING A GOD
I GET CHILLS, DONT FEEL IT BABE – THERE'S A MASSIVE VOID BETWEEN THE SURE AND THE CHRONIC AFRAID
AND WHILE THE PLACE BURNS DOWN IN YR HEAD – THE WORLD CARRIES ON LAYING OUT THE ALGORITHMIC DEAD
LOSERS, LETCHERS, LIARS, PREACHERS, PERVERTS – C'MON
NOW IS NOT A GOOD TIME, TO LIVE A LIFE IN THE WRONG
THE CAULDRENS BURNING, READY TO DISSOLVE THE DECEIT
LIKE WITCHES FLOAT OR DROWN, SAVOUR THE TASTE OF DEFEAT
CUZ THE EYES ARE EVERYWHERE LIKE SPIDER VISION CCTV
WHATS YR TRUTH?, WHATS YR TRUTH BABY?, GOT THEM PEEPERS ON YOU
WHATS YR TRUTH?, WHATS YR TRUTH HONEY?, CANNOT FUCKING MOVE...
WHATS YR TRUTH?, WHATS YR TRUTH BABY?, ACHING FOR THE PROOF
KEEP ON MARCHING WITH THE HERD, OR TRAMPLE STAMP STILETTO PUNCTURE NECK HOLE
LEFT IN THE DUST, WHILE THE CUNTS ON HIGH HORSES CHUCKLE
WHATS YR TRUTH?, WHATS YR TRUTH BABY?, GOT THEM OPTICS ON YOU
WHATS YR TRUTH?, WHATS YR TRUTH HONEY?, CANNOT FUCKING MOVE...
HOW DO LIKE THE FLAMES FEEL?
BABY - CAN YOU CLEAR SCHEDULE?
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Scentless Apprentice
04:14
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Strange Unit Geelong, Australia
GENRE-FLUID HARDCORE POP. 3-piece. Geelong, Australia.
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