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HateMyBody?
06:04
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OneTwoThree
04:06
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They
02:30
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they watch
they seethe
they take their time
they echo
they mark
they push
they lick their wounds
they ache
they writhe
they act
they become you
they force
they pull
they scare
they know your name
they want
they call
Lustful Eyes yellow and Jealous,
I cant bite my dry tongue
You justify The Shit you try to sell us,
I cant stand it I am so Done
Lustful Eyes yellow and Jealous,
I cant bite my dry tongue
You justify The Shit you try to sell us,
I cant stand it I am so Done
they beg
they scream all night
they need
they heckle
they taunt
so fight them with your minds
your words
your fists if you have to
if they win
this world
this grand experiment
Its Not The End
Tomorrow
Theyll Try Again
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Theyll try again
Tomorrow
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Pop Death Portland, Oregon
Pop Death Is the exploratory experimental project of Composer and multi instrumentalist ZjM.
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