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Decay
02:31
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I'm dragging limbs in dirt, to learn my worth. Curved my frame to avoid the pain, and palpitate. Fucked out, feeling like paralysis is me, void of meaning. What would you do to exhume, remove the rot, and reanimate? Nothing lasts. Cancer celled swollen lips hang, rubbered and rusted out. Exhale your decay. Exhale.
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Sarg Fleisch
01:03
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Everyone has a story, nailed up with coffin flesh. I'll have my story, under the gaze of pink and gritted eyeballs. Birthed of brittle boned sighs, cold shadows and bruised forms of past lives gone awry. Everyone has a story, nailed up with coffin flesh. I'll have my story.
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Cataracts
00:46
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This flood of sin is palpable. Are you in or out?
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