It’s shaking my teeth
Rattling my shame
Those butcher knives
They crash together
Could be used for something so much better
I could be grinning ear to ear
That mallet banging on that boiling pot
Could just cave in my skull
Every step is a funeral
Every sigh is a prayer
Every step is a funeral
And the procession is playing me out of town with rough music
Playing me out to the bridge with rough music
The river’s so ugly and big
But it’s got a home for me at the bottom
That’s okay cause I know the teeth of my soul
Are all rotten
One a them knives
Would be better suited to prying those things from the mouth of my violence
Every cry
Every sigh
Is a prayer for silence
The river’s just mud
And the sky is all bruises
They are playing me home with rough music
The river is a dirty knife in my hand
I’m gonna use it
And for once I’ll be an honorable man
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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