The Callous Daoboys - Flip-Flops at a Funeral

Could it be anymore obvious?
I'm digging at the wounds
Stretching at the seams
I whore myself out
I whore myself out
I whore myself out
I whore myself

Out

Flushed into illustration
Distract yourself from changes

Cry
Beautiful
Stencil

Stretching at seams
Disservice, harm

(This is the next best thing to killing a god like a bad habit)

Cry
Beautiful
Summer

Reaching out in front for rebooted truth, a final attempt to secure my role
The emblematic wasp stuck in your car, am I outside of the window, or will you cleanse the cab
Printing out the havoc in several prepositional phrases
Everything i know gets fucking tired
Everyone gets tired
Of creative torture

Peace
Medicine
Theory
Disposal
Advance
Pose
Guilt
Succubus

I'm driving into the ocean, and i don't know when i can die
Straying into the sunlight, faith until i deny

Written by:
Carson Pace

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