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Cadaver
03:18
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I fell hard onto concrete pillows
crippled from black liver to lungs
a victim to indescriminate
a witty repertoire of a foe
we ain't found nothing better yet
we are desperate and ever deadly
living gridlocked, our intellect countered
we are living high and still diluted
and spreading thin as the lines we're crossing now
consolidate the sharpest scripts
discover common enemies
intoxicate and re-enter
but I hate every one of these people
every goddamn one of these people
God, there ain't nothing better left
we've got our arguements rehearsed
sincerity inside a clinched fist
we dragged the lake looking for any little flaw
and all the while there was a cadaver in the pint glass
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Investment
03:44
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This is not at all what it seems
nevermind the bloody mess and bits of bone
I am quite capable of sobering up
it's just a matter of priority
catalyst, derationalize my current long term
investment in putting all my energy into sleeping in
eyelids remain cauterized until further say
there are spiders in my mattress and my limbs defend in vain
my ego suffers from a lack of malleability
transition from ecstatic to sad bastard will result in a break
August of '03, I saw some better days
less ambiguity and substance abuse at bay
I still stand amazed at the shit that falls off my tongue
I've evolved to counteract any forward progression
I've evolved to counteract forward progression
investment in digression
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Piss And Vinegar
04:14
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A shotgun to the teeth
held virtue to vanity
pull the trigger, you coward
I've been waiting
pull the trigger, you coward
show your guts are intact
you better be dead goddamn on
because you've got just one shot
and I've got my hand on a hair trigger
fire out barrel mouth
pull it 'til it clicks
drop like sarcasm
from liars with black tar teeth
pull it 'til it clicks
drop like my heart from my throat to my feet
just lay 'em all out
our tongues drip the sweet stinch of arrogance
your spine is turning amorphous
and there's one in the chamber if you've got the nerve
we all got shit we ain't proud of
go belly up if exposed
our closet doors hang ashamed
nearly coming unhinged
sing out the sarcasm
our blackened hearts are beating faster
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Scholar
03:26
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They have constructed a factory
to appear abandoned, establish a scene
they hang up relics like images of Christ
gauranteed to evoke a timeless guilt
I became a lifelong advocate
of the never dying art of being pretentious
cataloging weaknesses
calculating all response equipped to protest
deconstruct down to minute details
'til the skins inside out, fucking spleen exposed
open my bone cage pierced to the root
four years of training to reference obscurities
perpetuate conventional
well goddamnit
cataloging weaknesses
calculating all response
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5. |
In Red
03:10
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It seems I've lost my head
but all I've found are two eager razorblades
pray for will to refrain
from sticking in your neck or carving out your eyes
to streak the corpse in red
with wrists bound to the wall
I said I'll smash your pretty face
if that's what it takes to keep you by my side
and I'm hoping you won't break my heart
but know I'll slit your skinny throat when and if you do
crooked shitface smile
locked in a staring contest draw
I'd say your face is fine
but your wrists could use a shave
so choke down gasoline and crack open your ribs
allow your lungs to breathe
I traded in your halo for a lighter
and set your wings on fire
today my bed's in flames
so I'm saving you a place
sleep tight, sweetheart
it seems I've lost my head
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Funny Like A Funeral Greensboro, North Carolina
FLAF formed in late 2008 in Greensboro, NC. Consisted of ex-members of Knives Exchanging Hands, Farewell, En Serenade, My Hero is Me. They busted onto the NC scene with loads of energy, catchy guitar riffs and dark lyrics. Toured the midwest and eastern coast of the US extensively in 2009 and 2010 and named the "Best new band of 2010" by Yes! Weekly. The band called it quits in May of 2011. ... more
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