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Distinctions between substance.
Parting lips and speaking nonsense,
belted hips and wrists crossed and
in the dreams you had, well, I fucking lost it.

Am I spineless? Can’t I take it?
Empty speeches and I can’t even say it.
But I can hear it in the back of my throat.
Like a heartbeat, low, low, low.

Fuck the new flesh, fuck my new flesh,
like ripped out bone from the back of my neck.
See my lungs and my veins are pulsing,
reach underneath and pull it, pull it out of me.

Like a heartbeat,
deep in my throat,
I can hear it,
low, low, low.

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from S​/​T LP, released July 10, 2015

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Can only be described by negation. Unknowable, ungraspable, unpredictable, non-identical. We don't even sound like this BANDCAMP

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