Turns Out You Were Choking, On A Town You Couldnt Leave...

Turns Out You Were Choking, On A Town You Couldnt Leave...

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..When your smiles stuck in your head like a pop song..

yes this is the campaign
slithered entrails
in the cargo bay
neutered is the vastness
hallow vacuum check the
oxygen tanks
they hibernate
but have they kissed the ground
pucker up and kiss the asphalt now
tease this amputation
splintered larynx
it has access now

send transmission from
the one armed scissor
cut away, cut away

banked on memory
mummified circuitry
skin graft machinery
sputnik sickles found in the seats

self-destruct sequence
this station is non-operational
species growing
bubbles in an IV loitering

unknown origin
is this the comfort of being afraid
solar eclipsed
black out the vultures
as they wait

dissect a trillion sighs away
will you get this letter
jagged pulp sliced in my veins
i write to remember
'cause i'm a million miles away
will you get this letter
jagged pulp sliced in my veins
i write to remember...

Dead End Road I Thought that you were joking
When you said you couldn't breathe
You said you couldn't breathe
Turns out that you were choking
On a town you couldn't leave
You knew you'd never leave
It met your disapproval at the age of 8 years old
You were only 8 years old
From then on there was no removal
From that one way dead end road
That one way dead end road

I thought that you were laughing
When you cried your eyeballs out
You cried your eyeballs out
And i don't mean to be prying
But what were you so sad about
What are you still sad about
Met your disappointment at the age of 9 years old
You were only 9 years old
From then on there would be no ointment
To take away these burns
To make that pain grow dull and forever ain't that long
When your smile's stuck in your head like a pop song
All you think about is death
Your dirty head has gone unswept for way too long now
For way too long now

I thought that you were sleeping
When i found you there in bed
I found you there in bed
When i touched you you were freezing
It turned out that you were dead
It turned out that you were dead
It met your disapproval at the age of 8 years old
You were only 8 years old
From then on there was no removal
From your fucked up head and your broken home and forever ain't that long
When your smile's stuck in your head like a pop song
All you think about is death
Your dirty head has gone unswept for way too long now
For way too long now