[Dabbla] Crying 'bout he attacked you for no apparent reason You need a quick clog gauze for that incessant bleeding Nobody told you it was ghoul hunting season You missed the warmth and you are all alone in the cold and freezing [Jam Baxter] Every evening they were forming a line And all united in a strange barely audible whine Man, of all possible worlds, you were born into mine Unplugged gently off the earth by forking the spine [Dabbla] So why the chiming in and piping up? I'll have it all divided up And beaten off and siphoned into everything you're frightened of Dead inside, undecided if it's alive or not Clots of blood on these notches I'm tryna tighten up [Jam Baxter] Made of the finer the stuff Pick them up by the scruff Flank them out, slam the door Let it rain, times are tough Drop-called the final bluff Clapped in amazement As you were melted and massaged into the cracks in the pavement [Dabbla] He snapped on occasion Felt like an active enslavement Judge, jury, executioner were standing adjacent Chased him with the gavel Dragged him through the gravel Tapped him off for being lazy and complacent [Jam Baxter] He stored them in the basement Where cheap teeth clenched we all welcome your replacement Wheeled through the doors like a steaming burns patient Brittle shell scraped clean hollowed out vacant Throw him in a.. Fuck off man.. [Jam Baxter] How you bloodsuckers feel? [Dabbla] How does it feel? [Jam Baxter] There's nothing there, nothing's real [Dabbla] None of it! [Jam Baxter] How you bloodsuckers feel? There's nothing there, nothing's real [Dabbla] I trust you've been paying attention That living long thing got lengthened Where's my mention? Suffering some hypertension Press 9 if you know the extension [Jam Baxter] They witnessed my ascension A subtle reinvention The weight of all your costumes buckled your suspension These mountains of your bullshit, ain't the fifth dimension These diamond tipped teeth all tearing through the tension [Dabbla] Strengthening the tendents and the ligaments Separating the passengers and participants Suffocating from all the cognitive dissonance Probably leave you with some fucked up predicaments [Jam Baxter] Yeah, I did my due diligence They just catalogued your mistakes The cogs you replace, the peeling paint job on your face Your little frames all folded up and locked in the cage Incinerated, swept neatly up and shot into space [Dabbla] Forgotten their place They concentrate on simmering down Pretty tired of your withered face sticking around Till their cold decaying bodies laying stiff in the ground Let's all commemorate the silence and the sickening sound [Jam Baxter] You have the sad pleading eyes of a dribbling hound Like you're fishing for something Slipped into the river and drown The lizard's around The city spent a whole summer seething ??? like you bloodsuckers feel it, peace [Jam Baxter] How you bloodsuckers feel? [Dabbla] How does it feel? [Jam Baxter] There's nothing there, nothing's real [Dabbla] None of it! [Jam Baxter] How you bloodsuckers feel? There's nothing there, nothing's real
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