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Void Ripper intro
01:06
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// strike the match
// my old flame
// your warm loving glow floats under my skin
// i don't want you to go
// we both know that our season of discontent returns in the morning
// you're a star
// you're a black hole void ripper
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2. |
California Ave.
03:19
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β Head down
β And Blood drips
β From her palms
β And the fingers twitch
β The dark unleashed
β Townsfolk bewitched
β For her magick spells
β They drowned the witch
β She goes floating over
β over the water
β
β Be a body
β Be her body
β Be a body in the water
β I watch
β Fear can paralyze
β The still before the slaughter
β Her body has power
β Head rush
β Of this empty daughter
β Some nights I can taste the dark
β Calling me to run with the witches
β Take me down the darkest path
β I want your blood in my mouth like a sickness
β Take me or erase my past
β Kisses down my throat
like
β Her nails down my neck
like
β Getting in my head
like...
β Sun down
β A stranger
β Striding
β With wild eyes
β Green veins
β And palm stains
β Back bones
β That Pierce the skies
β Calling me to run with the witches
β Take me down the darkest path
β I want your blood in my mouth like a sickness
β Take me or erase my past
β Be a body
β Be her body
β Be a body in the water
β Just a body in the water
***
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4. |
Halloween at 3am
03:25
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3am loves you
why?
let me count the ways...
while the city sleeps
and your dark is the deep
and i remember nothing
of what's to come
swallowed by the orchestra
the silence before the birds carry songs under a waning moon
at 3am i hit the floor again
and you don't dare run
the monsters!
oh, they ravage you
keep it safe inside until the sharpness fades to sting
it's 3am
a light contemplation
a slight breeze
and romance lost in the fog
and you're the prince and the frog
at 3am i hit the floor again
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5. |
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delight
to die tonight
greetings from lovely days
the sun is shining here
really feeling this new phase
everything is possible
passible
rubbing salt into rope burns
saintlike traces
it's all so painless now
baby doll eyes
rubbing salt into rope burns
saintlike traces
it's all so painless now
a muddy postcard rattle rattling chains
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// when you look up
// the abyss stares from your eyes
// you rise slow
// move like a lizard swims
// and say no words
// speech can only bring us down from here
// just give up, relax back, take
// scratches scars
// sharp fingers and cat's teeth
// they let me know
// i am not the same
// in blackness swim
// smooth black trees
// hold me
// love me
// hurt me 'til i bleed
// hold me
// ephemeral making divine
// of all that's left
// of all you took with you
// it stands in bronze
// until you call again
// i'm just a god
// i'm just your ancient sacrilege
// never again but always
// until you call again
// in blackness swim
// smooth black trees
// hold me
// love me
// hurt me 'til i bleed
// hold me
// ephemeral making divine
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// my dear Lilith
// and in safety they all smiled
// sang, "you never let me down, my friends"
// caked, corroded, golden grip
// the sickly sweet smell of the kingdom of heaven
// holding hands
// forgive the vile who might impugn
// our blue sky mercantile
// they come in
// dressed as selflessness
// and wink, morose upon the bring
// so i'm beggin, dear Lilith
// go'on cleanse this turquoise ring
// the rubber tires roll over the tender pea vines
// no thoughts beyond mine eyes
// let us love, live, and get suntans
// we are not the only ones
// i'm beggin, dear Lilith
// cleanse this turquoise ring
// i'm beggin, dear Lilith
// please don't leave a stain
// i'm beggin, dear Lilith
// go'on cleanse this turquoise ring
// please don't you leave a stain
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DRONK LUUZR Seattle, Washington
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