New Song Lyrics

Swollen Demands, in Neon Lights.

Plastic Stars, they shine so bright.

Voids of original thought,

suggestions to ambition

Engels loops.

Decayed superlatives.

If it looks and smells like shit then it probably is.

Righteously demanding of the truth,

but still in love with liars.

What one man does without love,

lives without excitement.

Masquerading for a beating,

its cutting us but we’re not flinching.

Learning not to rock the boat,

but slide to the benile.

Minor rebellions Black/Ring/CD,

sterile noises we’re lost at sea


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