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A.F.G.
01:32
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Hut Hut
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Histrionic
04:05
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I've got this act that puts a limit on this frequent ill condition. Tell me, is it true, have you deceived what you've been given? These lies will levitate you so your feet will never have to touch the ground. Line em up and shoot them...
Seen through those eyes, it believes but never will be right.
How can we reach a safe opinion with a viewpoint indecision. Indistinguished layers of corruptive-ness precision. Feeding from the bottom as a dietary need for noble cause. It's time we must invent new...
Seen through those eyes, it breathes but never will be alive.
With no rules played, it fights for the right to get the big dick for a night, but it can't grow it. It won't grow.
All that work for no recompense. It needs a foot to kick some sense into unknowing. It can't know.
Time to go to sleep.
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Spider Finger
02:59
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Acting like you've seen it, type it then delete it, creating all that you want to know. Pixie cut sucker, spider fingered fucker. Damn, you sure do put on a show, but who knows? Who knows? No one.
Acting like you got it when you didn't want it, create a past that seemingly fits. Modern day martyr, prideful rumor starter, no matter who is taking the hits. But who cares? Who cares? No one.
An activist for stalking, dead but still talking. All dressed up with nothing to do. Creating a new system where yet another victim asks "What the hell has got into you?". But who dares? Who dares? No one.
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Drizzle Rut
04:20
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Wake up to long for a sad song from now on. Once the Sun has set, it's time to kill the poet.
Dry off those eyes, realize the blinding vise. Next, clear the throat. Though remote, bring life to lies. Rut rut rut. Drizzle drizzle. Ha ha ha.
Rut.
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Baggagement
03:21
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Woo. Now Laramie looks like a nightmare. I've got some pennies for a non-existent cab fare. This rat crawled on in and joined the farm. a cathartic interpretation of the "Rags to Riches" charm.
Inoculated with a keystroke. An acceptable past time to please all the local folk. Now the accuser and abuser play the same game. And every Goddamn time that fucking dog bites me it feels the same.
Woo.
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Histrionic (single)
04:05
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I've got this act that puts a limit on this frequent ill condition. Tell me, is it true, have you deceived what you've been given? These lies will levitate you so your feet will never have to touch the ground. Line em up and shoot them...
Seen through those eyes, it believes but never will be right.
How can we reach a safe opinion with a viewpoint indecision. Indistinguished layers of corruptive-ness precision. Feeding from the bottom as a dietary need for noble cause. It's time we must invent new...
Seen through those eyes, it breathes but never will be alive.
With no rules played, it fights for the right to get the big dick for a night, but it can't grow it. It won't grow.
All that work for no recompense. It needs a foot to kick some sense into unknowing. It can't know.
Time to go to sleep.
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Redbush Albuquerque, New Mexico
J.D. Korpitz - Guitar / Vocals
Jesse Mortensen - Bass
Greg Silva - Drums
Jeremy Keith - Guitar
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