End Of A Year - Bad Land Deals lyrics

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End Of A Year - Bad Land Deals lyrics

Piano out the window, hello anvil meet temple Running scissor to eyesocket, money My money loves this torn pocket Reocurring themes, things I manage to see: Stress, s** and d**h Muscle gone to fat, card catalog gone to mess Piston to my forehead, just won't stop Grey cotton candy around a single thought Intrusive thoughts - I take things hard I take things hard The ten-year dull ache Constant dark, cloud overhead Bitten by a snake at birth Sheer cliffs around my bends Reocurring dreams, despite my pleas: Regret, s**, grief Babe at my tit grew teeth Boot to my skull grew cleats Brain's a birdsnest and they keep chirping Brain's a set of tubes overworking Could have handled that better I take things hard I take things hard