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the balancing act of swallowing swords & keeping your uvula in tact

from the making of the menace, 1965 by the blunt force trauma

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Verse:
Spoonerisms of the truth
Stretch their right
Blue pigs in chocolate badges
Flex unearned might
Burn holes complimenting fear
In the light
Fire crackers roman candles
Steal the night

Verse:
Star spangled freaks and geeks
Ripen for the cross
Remnants of dirty dishes
Lost for the cause
She can walk the walk
She can talk the talk
But she’s got no punch
If you can’t tip the mailman
Take the cobwebs out to lunch

Verse:
Spider spends the weekend on the bottom of a shoe
The soundtrack of my hometowns domestic disputes
A shame the delorioan’s gone out of bloom
Why couldn’t you just hang on did it have to be so soon

Verse:
I have dreams and aspirations beyond Grocery store cults
I’d hate to be the wrong side
Of a one sided revolt
I never saw the show
Of our sock puppet divorce
Popcorn man and the castle guards
Have taken off the course

Verse:
The last words of the fleeting all american pipe dream
Were last seen stuffing dead dogs with rechargeable batteries
Choke on patriotism and a faux straw hat
You can do whatever you want
When you think like that

Bridge:
You’ll eat my food
You’ll sleep on my couch
You’ll fuck my parents in your house
But come you’d never wear my
Sunglasses indoors

Bridge:
I don’t care anymore
I don’t care anymore
I can’t care anymore
God cursed me and slammed the door
I don’t care anymore
I don’t care anymore
I can’t care anymore
God cursed me and slammed the door
I
Don’t care anymore

Verse:
My sword is in one hand
My prides locked in the other
I’m sorry if i let you down
All the lonesome single mothers
No kraken at the break of dawn
To greet us our next summer
My head is spinning around
The world is changing colours
I’m trying to come up now
But i exist to suffer
My anxious brainwaves
Feeding silhouette bloodsuckers

Chorus:
The balancing act of swallowing swords
And keeping your uvula in tact
Trying to keep it all together
Fill in the cracks
These contracts are too out of control
Just breathing seems abstract

Outro:
I
Don’t care anymore
I
Don’t care anymore
I
Don’t care anymore
I
Don’t care anymore

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from the making of the menace, 1965, released July 30, 2021

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