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angel number.
03:52
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another body for the bone yard
the dogs all sing their songs
you’ve heard this one before
but refuse to sing along
wrap them round your finger
hang them round your neck
no one gets the trophy
if the fight is always fixed
say it how it is
how you planned it
another body for the bonfire
he thought the choice was his
No one’s gonna let you down
the way your father did
at your husbands funeral
they say the circumstance was strange
you waited in the car
couldn’t make it past the gates
never again
you’ll make sure of it
you get what you give
and you won’t give an inch
nobody’s gonna hurt you
if nobody can get in
you get what you get
a heart in house arrest
snapping at the legs
that try to jump over your fence
the clothes that smell like chloroform
face down on the hotel floor
a last name you always hated
filed for divorce, already separated
and people who talk get caught
people who hesitate get put away
all these rats in the walls
and noone left to disappoint
you get what you give
and you won’t give an inch
nobody’s gonna hurt you
if nobody can get in
you get what you get
a heart in house arrest
snapping at the legs
that try to jump over your fence
you won’t give an inch
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2. |
bite trap.
03:50
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Compress the chest
Kissing like the love of your life never left
Bleeding in a car park
Beaten half to death
By somebody you just met
(Do you feel anything yet?)
How clean,
Cutting off the clothes
(This is an emergency!)
Strong enough to drink
Deep enough to drown in
(Somebody do something!?)
It’s a charm
It’s a pleasure
Shaking hands and drawing daggers
A guarantee
I don’t believe.
I know better
It’s a trick
It’s a trap
The new car smell of the body bag
A maison d’être
I could never
Use myself
In good conscience
Or self defence
Mercy me
The paramedic won’t quit
It’s gonna cost some ribs
(Put your back into it!)
The heart is starved
Of the blood that you’re kneeling in
Finally,
An overnight stay in the hospital honeymoon suite
Pull out the IV
That you've been suffering
It’s a charm
It’s a pleasure
Shaking hands and drawing daggers
A guarantee
I don’t believe.
I know better
It’s a trick
It’s a trap
The new car smell of the body bag
A maison d’être
I could never
Use myself
In good conscience
Or self defence
Spending all your money on the court proceeding isn’t going to stop them leaving
One for your health, one for your problems, one for the way to solve them
House in order, your finances, hell is empty
Take your chances
It’s a charm
It’s a pleasure
Shaking hands and drawing daggers
A guarantee
I don’t believe.
I know better
It’s a trick
It’s a trap
The new car smell of the body bag
A maison d’être
I could never
Use myself
In good conscience
Or self defence
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3. |
all your labour.
03:22
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PLEASE
the mask
is slipping
stagger in
like laboured breathing
if you’re desperate? I get it
do me the courtesy of introductions
they’re gonna sell your house
at the police auction
if the roof you built won’t hold the water
I can make you a better offer
THEY TOOK EVERYTHING AWAY FROM ME
I REMEMBER EVERY ANNIVERSARY
HANDS TO THE RAFTERS
CHAIN BY CHAIN
DESPERATE TIMES, DESPERATE MEANS
MORAL PANIC, DISBELIEF
knee deep and the work is thankless
lined up in the street to shift your assets
carved out like guttering
and the rain won’t stop falling
it’s a matter of perspective
a tragedy or a death wish
paint what you see
but this family has to eat
THEY TOOK EVERYTHING AWAY FROM ME
I REMEMBER EVERY ANNIVERSARY
HANDS TO THE RAFTERS
CHAIN BY CHAIN
DESPERATE TIMES, DESPERATE MEANS
MORAL PANIC, DISBELIEF
kick the door in to the central bank
this doesn’t have to end with violence
put the money in the bag, no sudden movements
and we can all live through this
everybody calm, fingers on triggers, fingers on silent alarms
in the air, sirens scream
news crews are televising the whole thing
you have no options left
you’re not the only one here that hates yourself
if you can’t get what you need
neither can anyone else
THEY TOOK EVERYTHING AWAY FROM ME
I REMEMBER EVERY ANNIVERSARY
HANDS TO THE RAFTERS
CHAIN BY CHAIN
DESPERATE TIMES, DESPERATE MEANS
MORAL PANIC, DISBELIEF
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4. |
forebodies.
03:28
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through the coming dark
the light you brought is not enough
a bloodless, brutal, selfish heart
you’re a menagerie of character flaws
what you’ve seen
conclusive & damning
showing all your scars
all your severed parts
you don’t know how you got them
but they made you who you are.
FOUR BODIES, FOREBODING
LIFELESS AT THE SCENE
EXCUSES START THE SAME
BUT NEVER SEEM TO MEET
ARE YOU WHOLE YET
HAVE YOU FOUND IT
FOUR BODIES, FOREBODING
WHAT WE CAME TO SEE
WHICH OF YOUR BODIES
GETS THE UPPER HAND EVENTUALLY
ARE YOU WHOLE YET
HAVE YOU FOUND IT
focus
centering
on the point of the pressure
on the middle of the pain
if the metal’s hot enough
beat it back to shape
if the bone dislocates
break them into place
growing into someone new
sewn together, bullet proof
the blown out window suits the view
ballet in the background and a massacre in-front of you
FOUR BODIES, FOREBODING
LIFELESS AT THE SCENE
THE EXCUSES START THE SAME
BUT NEVER SEEM TO MEET
ARE YOU WHOLE YET
HAVE YOU FOUND IT
FOUR BODIES, FOREBODING
WE CAME TO SEE
WHICH OF YOUR BODIES
GETS THE UPPER HAND EVENTUALLY
ARE YOU WHOLE YET
HAVE YOU FOUND IT
dangerous, a confident speaker
spoken like a true believer
dangerous, a confident speaker
spoken like a true believer
and you’ve seen things you can’t explain
are you missing time, or born again
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