by Sean Patton



Sink baby sink, it seems to fester at the surface
You're out of place and couldn't cut it as a person
Get back
Sleep on the lawn, waiting for abduction
by aliens, well it beats being unproductive
Get back,
And I am done
And I am starving
I'm starving

There's salt on my tongue and it burns
and you're rubbing it in all at once,
It's my fault, i deserve every pinch every ounce

I cannot lie cause its all been done before
What can I do because its all been said

See we were bred, with no real fucking purpose
Just talking heads thats marching towards a furnace
Get back


released February 16, 2016



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