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let me die alone
the world can see me after
I don’t want no sunshine
I don’t want no shelter
I don’t want no winter
I just want a stand of pine
and all can see me after
let me die alone
there’s no water in the river
to hold me up when I fall in
to bear me out to sea
to take me far from all this sin
but there are stones a plenty
to break my fall when I jump in
to break the bones of all my sorrows
tear up all the sorrow of my skin
there’s no wind to pick me up
to bring a sweeter breath
to carry off my prayers to god
before my coming death
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no history surrounds me
to keep me solid
preserving me in action, memory, or deed
no lovers mouth to whisper words of need
there are tears
far too few to quench my desert's thirst
too few to wash away the dirt
no words, or letters, or weeping weather
to wash the tears away
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Vocals: haunted, and subversive. Guitars: splintered shrieks. Drum machine: grim, unrelenting nausea. Visceral noise, with a hook that gets stuck in in your throat. Just try spitting them out. Stranger Killings
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