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lyrics
You've got a lingering trail of small doses
Leaking out of your lungs.
You've got a neon list of a thousand choices
You've chosen all before.
Without a scope into sparkling switches
It's all muck, muck, muck.
Without a state unto which your brethren got born
It's all chores and chains and chests and stains.
Around cycles we do
Let's kill
Around cycles we move
Let's kill
It's all Pop frets:
Mom's injuries.
It's all Pop frets:
Mom's perjuries.
It's all Pop frets:
Mom's injuries, getting larger.