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Screaming Females

Doom 84

 

Doom 84

(album: Ugly - 2012)


My visions have been lies
Deep fire in the sky
A sound that turns the mountains into sand
The dirt that won't wash clean
The blade that splits the team
The holy war that breaks your shell

Life was built to bore you
If you can't plant the seed
I flip the open casket on its side
Born to bind your seizure
I'm harassed in the night
I can't believe my luck is so unreal

If you can't heal me, let's find a way
To satisfy all my needs
I'm blinking red, I'm one beat too short
Satisfied, I always want much more

I stitched the great divide
I raked the dirt of life
I threw it into the infinite sea

Help me make encounters
Lift me up to the light
A crown between each knuckle spins the wheel
I'm swinging on your meathook
I'm choking on your breath
I can't believe my luck is so unreal

If you can't heal me, let's find a way
To satisfy all my needs
I'm blinking red, I'm one beat too short
Satisfied, I always want much more

I need you to show me
What your genius can do
So I can hide
You're piss on my pillow
You're filth in my veins
And I will make sure that I don't
Make mistakes, mistakes, mistakes

My visions have been lies
Deep fire in the sky
A sound that turns the mountains into sand
Baked in the morning sunrise, blown over into night
Tripping on the grief that pulls my tongue
I'm blessed to be forgotten and pinned at home
To rot
I can't believe my luck is so unreal

If you can't heal me, let's find a way
To satisfy all my needs
I'm blinking red, I'm one beat too short
Satisfied, I always want much more

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