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LYRICS

BUBBLEGUM

Watch your step, curiosity killed the flightless feathered beast

Mark my bones to know it’s me

In times like these, in gritted teeth grows the howl of a hero

Creeping back into the trees

Growling at the hand that feeds

When I peel back the layers piece by piece

Growling at the hand that — ugh

Piercing dove on the phone howling at her lover

Always her and her premonitions

Screaming now to start the engine

The strength of his cologne like anesthesia - bubble gum

My body was collateral

Congratulations, no one won

When I peel back the layers piece by piece

What a mess of the wreckage been done to me

You don’t scare me, I’m not naive

I stay growling at the hand that feeds

Where were you, mark my words, where were you when I couldn’t catch my breath?

When I peel back the layers piece by piece

What a mess of the wreckage been done to me

You don’t scare me, I’m not naive

I stay growling at the hand that feeds

Person crowd surfing at a lively concert with enthusiastic audience.

CARRION FAWN

Come down, carrion fawn

A poetic death, a cataclysmic rapid last breath

Eyelid, littered in arachnids

Gnawing at the freckles of my skin

Come down; underground

Deep red, lather

Jaw hinge, scatter

When our bodies breathe in unison

And our hands move as one

If we’re writing the underscore

I’ve cancelled the overture

Big sound; various faults

An impetuous, detrimental, violent growl

Come down; underground

Halfsleeper, heavy bones

Deep red, lather

Jaw hinge, scatter

Wear my leather

Whatever it would take to make you better

When our bodies breathe in unison

And our hands move as one

If we’re writing the underscore

I’ve cancelled the overture

I’m never asleep

I’m calculating my next intention

Vengeance, via bad melody

Disaster-ing;

Bring me the body

When our bodies breathe in unison

And our hands move as one

If we’re writing the underscore

I’ve cancelled the overture

SPRAWL

Be sure to undress your armor upon entering

There’s no artillery decorating this body

Ache in my chest, rib cage unravels

One by one to the ceiling

Dear skeleton, am I a plagiarism?

A bargain on the original design

Everything holds me in the deep end

Long live the ignorance

Evidence erasing

I'm alone with a stranger in the making

With a stranger in the making

Can’t stomach the hunger,

Laid my weapons to rest,

Cut my hair, drove to the old house in a rush, underdressed

Don’t you know I am the claw that drags the ground

I am the bird who dove under to hunt and —

Dear skeleton, am I a plagiarism?

A bargain on the original design

Everything holds me in the deep end

Long live the ignorance

Evidence erasing

I'm alone with a stranger in the making

With a stranger in the making

Cherry cola tears, pomegranate skin

Sink your teeth in

Cough drop lips, teasing death

Sink your teeth in

Long live the ignorance

Evidence erasing

I'm alone with a stranger in the making

With a stranger in the making

Have you ever sprawled out to remember?

Have you ever sprawled out to remember at all?

Have you ever sprawled out to remember?

Have you ever sprawled out to remember at all?

Crowd surfing at a lively concert with vibrant lighting.

TO FLY WITH CLIPPED WINGS

Love and grief are synonymous things, 

in that both, you have to lose a sense of everything

What does it mean to fly with clipped wings?

VULTURE MAN

You’re like a school of fish

Under hive-mind of a mad scientist

Borderline overtired,

Hallucinate another life

Today I lost a friend

He was hungry enough to starve to death

Disillusionment, “grin and bear it”

You set my story on fire and I breathe it in

Take me, make me entertain you for the hint of a thrill

Does it change me to want to take some part in the overkill?

Knee deep in the belly of the beast

I'm a long way from home and approaching retreat

Disillusionment causes vengeance ‘cause you set my story on fire 

And I breathe it in and cough it up 

Makes me nervous like a dog on the run

You take your shot at the wounded and the young

Are you happy with the damage you’ve done

Take me, make me entertain you for the hint of a thrill

Does it change me to want to take some part in the overkill?

Choke the cymbals, stop the tape

Intruder dared me to suffocate

Bloody laughter, check-mate

Make a mess out of someone else’s fate

Full body shiver; finger on the trigger

Tapeworm pill send it down to the liver

Vulture man critter

Pulls a bullet through the litter

Junkyard girl crying tears made of glitter

Take me, make me entertain you for the hint of a thrill

Does it change me to want to take some part in the overkill?

I hear you talk big game for someone ashamed and overexplaining to bury the guilt

If you want it, give no warning,

If you want to take part in the overkill

A passionate singer with red hair performs energetically on stage at night.

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