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your heaven is a hell of a place we smashed the mirrors so that you can save face we assume false names live in the rabbithole gluttons for punishment sucking marrow from our bones where life and death have all but eloped honor? dignity? yeah we slit their throats dust’s the only truth but lately it’s all lies heard echoes of daylight crawling through the pipes but the worst fear of all is peaking around the brink in the stillness the quiet you can almost hear yourself think your heaven is a hell of a place we smashed the mirrors so that you can save face and you a small bird who won’t see the glass how much time do we have could we ever make it back and oh god to admit that we’re alive tastes worse than the stale flesh we’re trying to break down inside the slow reveal: our hunger will never be satisfied clinging to a dream we thought we would buy on rodeo drive but the owner was at least secondhand at best a keen sense of entitlement destiny manifest there’s so little to pack but there’s nowhere further west down here we all gave up we knew there was nothing left they’ll use our blood to paint pretty pictures a coloring book in the heart of their scripture luminol truth 2D time is a hoax thomasson man there’s no plan your heaven is a hell of a place we smashed the mirrors so that you can save face and you a small bird who won’t see the glass how much time do we have could we ever make it back mankind will fall entropy is king so let’s bump limp bizkit in your sister’s honda civic hard to shake the feeling that we’re invinceable we will live forever how much time do we have could we ever make it back

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from Bone Apple Tea (Maxi​-​Single), released June 11, 2019

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