STABLE 8

by InCircles

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1.
Rat poison for the rat Lick the bones clean Whispers in my ears Are they angels? Are they liars? I don’t think so Let dead cats lie Let liars die Sometimes you have to let the angels cry Sometimes you need to re-break the bone just so it goes back together again Sometimes you have to bleed it out, just so you can bleed out again Lots of rats and lots of corpses Your willing ego, learn to let go The day you learn just who you are My medication’s wearing off Hey hey hey hey! Time, time, time Spread your wings and hope to fly Eye to eye Gouge it out and hold your gaze Catch your breath It’s easier when no one’s watching Blah, blah, blah This and that, so on and so forth Lots of rats and lots of corpses Your willing ego, learn to let go The day you learn just who you are My medication’s wearing off Lots of rats and lots of corpses Your willing ego, learn to let go The day you learn just who you are My medication’s wearing off (You will find) lots of rats and lots of corpses (satisfy) your willing ego, learn to let go (something dies) the day you learn just who you are it’s no surprise, my medication’s wearing off
2.
03:03
4 beers deep in the snow where you are, she’d like to know the cops don't fuck with us here we earn our keep, we let them know as I sift, wading through 4 beers deep in the snow 4 beers deep in the snow blow your cab/ blow your cash/ blow your line/ numb your mind slit your wrists/ do the twist fuck yourself, fuck yourself 4 beers deep in the snow 4 beers deep in the snow where you are, she’d like to know the cops, they try to get in we cry out “it’s rock n roll” as I sift, wading through 4 beers deep in the snow 4 beers deep in the snow
3.
My fire’s gonna kill me, I am in the kitchen My heart is racing, sometimes three is enough Let’s have an accident, yeah My fire’s gonna kill me, I am in the kitchen My heart is racing, sometimes three is enough Let’s have an accident Let’s have an accident My fire’s gonna kill me, I am in the basement My legs will not move, the water fills my mouth I am all about it I am all about the dream logic My fire’s gonna kill me, I am in the basement My legs will not move, the water fills my mouth I am all about it I am all about the dream logic and the real fear Give em the electric cure Three straps buckled down Genocide for human kindness Alprazolam for world peace
4.
Oh, I want it, yeah Oh, you got it, yeah Honey from her mouth to mine Oh, I need it Oh, you know it My death drive in high gear I sit in the row, waiting for the man to come Oh man, what if he doesn’t come? My mouth is full, I hate my gums I hate the way I hate I dislike your taste Make no mistake, the change in your hand is hot You’re already late You’re already late I sat on that green bench The sun was shining But everything seemed dark and dirty I made some conversation with the homeless junkie next to me His eyes are very kind What if he robs me blind? I watch the children play as I waste my life away Don’t wait for the others because they don’t know any better Hey I got it, yeah Oh, I’m dying Oh, my death drive in high drive
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Springtime, always Silver cycle Always golden, wake So many small spaces to occupy So many crevices to get up inside It’s a classic upswing Break the ground to get around You’re in your Grandmother’s Basement Digging Through linoleum tiles Wait… Outside Her home Flowers, children You pick Tomatoes Three So many small spaces to occupy So many crevices to get up inside It’s a classic upswing Break the ground to get around Upswing Break the ground to get around It’s a confluence of vectors It’s a confluence of vectors It’s a confluence

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released April 23, 2015

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