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The Growlers

Orgasm Of Death

 

Orgasm Of Death

(album: Casual Acquaintances - 2018)


Did I not show you a way out
Beneath the veil you saw my vision wrapped in doubt
You're not my son and not my muse
As you remind me though I never thought this true

Vices squeeze us till we're blue me and you
That's of no concern to me that don't cause me misery
It's time times what I can't control, same as you
Fear of going back to find all the nothingness we left behind

Superstition is a hoax
Even though we both cannot seem to practice what we know
Stepping over every crack
Waiting for sweet life to break our bloodied backs

Vices squeeze us till we're blue me and you
That's of no concern to me that don't cause me misery
It's time times what I can't control, same as you
Fear of going back to find all the nothingness we left behind

Did I not show you a way out
Beneath the veil you saw my vision wrapped in doubt
You're not my son and not my muse
As you remind me though I never thought this true

Vices squeeze us till we're blue me and you
That's of no concern to me that don't cause me misery
It's time times what I can't control, same as you
Fear of going back to find all the nothingness we left behind

Let's not show our faces till the end
Till our dreaming slows till nothings left
When we meet the orgasm of death

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