I Like The Cut Of Your Gibberish

from I Like The Cut Of Your Gibberish by Entropy

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I know I sleep too much
When I dream of waking up
Under the moon that lights and guides the tides
But now penalized by the silvery wisp that channelled the last light
I delegate my plight to the point at the end of the last line

And maybe we were just painting mud
So the color only lasted till the flood
We'll be loaming, ruddy scum
Like a puddle of blood
Bubbling from how toxic the stream has become

Weightless, gutless
The mass is the same
A mask that decorates our days
We'll brighten up this place with a nice blaze
We want to let the flames lick us clean

And now no one's changing much
And we know we're only lasting till the flood
We'll be loaming, ruddy scum
Like a puddle of blood
Bubbling from how toxic the stream has become

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from I Like The Cut Of Your Gibberish, released March 5, 2021
Music by Patrick Bradford
Lyrics by Brian Lawrence

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Patrick, Brian, Brian, Jaclyn, Colin. Hardcore punk for dog people.

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