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well i've been curved by this century
in the squalor ungentrified seasons
of this town,
what do you have to fight for?
in this town,
these terms, they're never gonna last

you've been corralled into a dance off straight
where no one's ever gonna let you
leave it alive
they're never gonna lie
why don't you drive?

and these words that you've
been tossing forth
they might not hold up
cause my judgement goes out when i'm speaking out

and this place, where people lay, build their lives in vagrant names
in this place where everyone's a joke and all my jokes have been misplaced

you're going to be the only one that ever feels your pain
see how my entrails are desperately in love?
camped in the parking lot
and every eye's been shot
with my defamation
but moments they fly out the back

“to base a living structure solely off your slanted hour
truth is you'll never feel the breeze over the malted cower
it won't change for you
you gotta change for it”
people go where you never go
all those oft trodden hotspots

"on this page, which way our pseudonyms alleviate somatic rain
on this page, is it a graceful degradation leaving you the same
on the page, speak our kitsch moments unfettered"
“the next page i'll deke out altogether”

they're gonna say to you
they feel too out of it to try
but i tend to care, you know
i hear what you subvocalize
though i know you can't embrace every bad move you make,
whatever's swirling around your room today?

well no one knows you locked the door they'll never try to open
the gorgeously drab ditch that no one knows you've just escaped from
"fatalist subplot
hey, everyone's still lost
in bad routines, benzodiazepines”
[dim lights]
"o lord, it's spitting me out"

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released April 8, 2022

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diy disillusionment pop

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