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The Deadener
Alias / Doseone
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(I can't feel my face)
(I can't feel my)
(I can't feel my face)
(I can't feel my, I can't feel my)
(I can't feel my face)
(I can't feel my)
(I can't feel my face)
(I can't feel my, I can't feel my)
(I can't feel my)
I can't freehand illustrate
The outline of a single state
But I can wash a mean plate
Wait I can probably do Florida
I could do every dish in the damn house
(Work it out, work it out, work it out)
Looking gift horse in the mouth
Not pulling the knife out
Leaving it in while you cook, clean
And plan for the future
Where were you the first time the man used ya?
School or work, fool or nerve?
Will travel, live cattle, wish castle
Such is the mantra of men
Melting clockwise around metal and crude
If you got to unsettle and realize
Sometimes it's better to lose than compromise
Usually, confuse U's and E's in perpetuity
It reminds me of a statue in weather
Makes some look worse and others better
Time to put it plain down when it handle you
By the scruff of what you are
Thinning unmended fences
Showing where their utility ended
That'll no longer do what you are
Made two and not scar
Bit of brazen throat
Tiny bridle of tar
Hung on a raven
New dark second of documentary
When everything finally gets to me
And I stop calling falling my trajectory
It'll be a sad second of documentary
When everything doesn't get to me
And I stop calling falling my trajectory
Stuck as I am
Only when it comes to myself violently
Bull in a china shop on my sobriety
All-in anxiety
I wonder who sleep is better for
Prey or predator?
Party people put your hands together
For the Deadener
I'm done with "alright"
And pretending it could be
No one's ever dredged anything to look for me
I'm done with "alright"
And pretending it could be
No one's ever dredged anything for me
And that's how it should be
I like a little fire on my gloves
I'm still unencumbered by dove
Unflinching integrity thug
Myth with a hint of flesh
And a pinch of wild guess on ice
Such is life in an ocean of go-getter
And didn't-know-better
This advertisement will last forever
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Shit, if edible, I've eaten it
More fallible, more beast I get
It ain't been forty winters yet
But I'm all set
To know the ledge and gnaw the leg
When in a trap, admitted that
Is all you have to judge a man by
Does he self-sacrifice?
Sold!
To the man in the stingy brim hat
With his foot in the trap
And the open wound on his back
(Devil, devil, devil, devil)
Devil can have that mic
All my Facebook likes
Skin and inner light
Just make sure my skull gets striped
Devil can have that mic
All my Facebook likes
Skin and inner light
Just make sure my skull gets striped
Students like science
Science likes mice
And the mice totally fuck
That sad goin' eat you when it find ya
Out my way, I wanna work the grinder
Lose a limb within it
Choose a new self-image
Like zoo lion when it finish
Eatin' keeper
Absent ipecac and ether
Let us drink the reaper
See whose tolerance is weaker
Welcome to the poison ends of choice
Where we say it with a stare and not a voice
Blame the vessel not the course
And me, I'm sun bent forcibly
The extent of my affections are destroying me
Smile!
I wonder who sleep better
The prey or predator?
Put your hands together
For the Deadener
I wonder who sleep is better for
Prey or predator?
Party people put your hands together
For the Deadener
I wonder who sleep is better for
Prey or predator?
Party people put your hands together
For the Deadener
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