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Bleed Me Out
03:18
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I am mother earth
I created man
Now my spawn develops guns and machines
Metal tools to enslave the land
And I can feel them marching up and down my spine
Blind to my scars and deaf to my screams I know I’m running out of time
And now I feel them digging in they’ve come to take my blood with them hot needles they insert again to bleed me out
Dead birds cant sing no more
Hollow trees can’t hold their weight
Once soil, now dust, I blow away, exhale, precipitate my fate
And now I feel them marching up and down my spine
Peeling skin tooth and nail, I am what you inhale if it gets their money done
I remember the days before my rape free with no noose around my neck
Yet the brutal child born of my assault comes to drain my blood and snap my neck
I scream, I shake, earthquake
Live to fight my death with my remaining strength
But their boots still drive metal into my skin
In the end I’m gone, nothing salvaged or saved
Wars over my insides tied to another sea of graves
Fat hands that shake, cut deals, spill blood, they don’t feel what I anticipate
And now I feel them marching up and down my spine
Claim the divine justifies the sick crime of extinguishing life
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2. |
Bloom
03:28
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Waking up underground
Pushing up through your town
There's a quiet embrace in the soil’s sound
With the matter in the wind, with the matter in the rain
The flower dies to push up again
In the way of the bloom she poisons herself
Deafening exchange in her silent breaths
Like lichen breaks the stone
Microscopic war zone
And the only goal is to outlast the rain
Bloom
From morning to night
As from cradle to the grave
Pollution suffocates as the trees exhale
A continuous breath
No leaves are left
Turning tides, seasons rise, they repeat their rest
Cracks of concrete crumble at their feet
Imitate those before
Rinse grow and repeat
Conversations in the trees
Cells rebuild their leaves
And the only goal is to outlast the rain
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3. |
Savior Of Sales
04:47
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Disco creature
Swaying to the suicide
Sniff up opulence
Breathe like the advertised
Air brushed jesus
Flattering angle christ
Crucified sexualized masturbation marketing device
I am the savior of sales
Making change for god
Savior of sales
Healer of the slum quarter
Prayer order female
Business across every border
Married miss magazine
Christ knows how he affords her
Once she gets too old his fish eyes will divorce her
I am the savior of sales
And I'm making change for god
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4. |
Born From Below
04:47
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Born from below
Making miserable moments
Turning time twice as slow
Stained soul breathes through rotten teeth
Perfume over the rot you hide beneath
Build on me and plot the floor for swollen feet
Maggots in the meat a card you pull, a game you cheat
A good liar in my eyes but more convincing in a mirror
Lying to yourself without a conscience to hear
Believe everything you read and smear your shit on the walls
You got a way with people and strong hands play with dolls
Sounds that you twist pity your bleeding gums
Sweet talk to loaded guns until they cum
Towels on the floor clean up your mess once more
Waste of fabric or a body to ignore
Is it painful when you grind your teeth
Is it as lonely between your sheets
As it is empty beneath your skin
All alone out front no one gaining you in
You win
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5. |
Bombflower
04:20
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The resilience of love
Gives up the crops of hate
Subjugation grows in fear
Ignorance irrigates
Marigold ward away
All that eat us alive
In the loving light of days
We diversify
Bomb - Bombflower
Leaning towards the sun
Overgrown obsolescence
Swailing burned down
No place for hateful presence
Ashes for new ground
Marigold ward away
All that eat us alive
In the loving light of days
We diversify
Grow
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6. |
Got Shot Down
02:14
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Summer salt, then winter heat
They melt the snow that's beneath their feet
I float through the city i drop lines as i go
Signs say don't feed the hungry
CPD don't wanna see them grow
I wonder how long till the meek just waste away
They say that food is love but if you give they make you pay
I wonder how long til they come for me
Everyday for two years id see you standing on the street
Some days they’d spit poison your way
Some days they’d hand you food to eat
Sneering through the windows of their luxury incubated cars
Wondered if they’ll ever see you as the human that you are
I wondered how long til they’d come for you
But you got shot down
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7. |
Parasite
02:42
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I am the place you hide in
Coil up, express, and die in
I left a light on, you huddle in its warmth
Is the glow a vigil, is the home a hearse
I am the treat you consume
Your drooling chewing hunger is my doom
In my dreams your teeth they crumble away with every bite
No longer a visitor, we mutually destruct
Parasite
Take a bite
Take my momentum away
Supper-time it salivates, drips down a rainy day
Twisted body waves of pain in the absence of your health
Contorted mind, waste of time, shallow hopeful breath
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Drunk Magician
03:42
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Pint after pint, the liquor pour people
The rhetorical relevance of balanced good and evil
Come at me with your cash and a rise in your pitch
Unfold your sad life story like a mildew blanket
The more I pour, the uglier you get
Your wolf eyes are hungry, I can smell it in your sweat
No story is as sad as the one before me
You drink to numb yourself
I fill your cup for more money
And it makes me feel so ugly
Drunk magician keeps me on his time and he isnt finished yet
So sure you’ll have another I can set my clock and place bets
Yeah i know some bartending tricks, one of them is you
Get the fuck out my bar, pay your tab and move
Drunk magician
Wants to have a drink with you
I'm the apple of his eye
To him I'm just a rabbit and to me hes just that drunk guy
Pulls out his deck of cards
A funny magic trick
He says, “meet Visa, Mastercard, Discover, and Amex.”
Tired of his games, and I wanna go home
But drunk magician senses this and extends his magic show
I assume my role as famulus
Forced smile for my crowd
They pay me to poison them and for that I'm less than proud
Yeah, I fucking see you
Leave me alone
I don’t care who you fucked over at the office, I just wanna go home
Yeah I know I look good, you don't have to tell me twice
Drunk magician, go home, pay your tab, take my advice
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9. |
Quit That Kind
03:27
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I’m abandoning you and your bullshit
I quit that kind
Serving your disservice
I quit that kind
It is with resolve and it is with purpose
I quit that kind
You’d get it if you deserved it
I quit that kind
The excruciating expectation
Is giving me pressure cracks
The worst part is the understanding
That your expectation lacks
I am a glass-spined mule
The ass where your burden stacks
If I don’t throw you off of my back
I am going to snap
I feel your heels in my side
Kicking my ribs for the easy ride
The shit you say to hurt me
Will only make me laugh
I hope you saved the worst of me
And I hope you make it last
Can you see the consciousness in my sight
The clarity on my mind
I recognize the life around me
Inspiration you won’t find
I left you on that road far behind
I turn my back this time I quit that kind
All your false words of endearment and praise
Fall out your mouth after you’ve attacked
And when shit got rough you hid and recoiled
No you never had my back
And as you watch me walk away
Just know that you’re not on my mind
It is with good reason I quit that kind
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10. |
Greed Is God
03:34
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I see god’s face
In the boardroom of outer space
The holy spirit
Reaches through ozone layer holes
Hallelujah
Michael rowed the accounts offshore
Cash communion
Drink the blood of low price
Money is cleaned
By the holy handed- God’s men
And it trickles down
Good faith 500 God Send
Sunday collect
The money that we worship
The guns of God
(on the) hunt for resources
Christ is that the price- we give this human sacrifice
Baptism by bank- too poor to give thanks
There was a time
When salvation cost an honest price
The holy word
Top dollar savings advice
Spend all your cash
Pay up to save all of your soul
Corporate God
Promises life after payroll
Drink till you drown
Blood of price teeth in the neck
It trickles down
The human suffering in every check
Sunday collect
The money that we worship
The guns of god
On the hunt for resources
Christ is that the price- we give this human sacrifice
Baptism by bank- too poor to give thanks
Salvation for the owner on earth as is in heaven
Who will be saved
And who will be spendin’
Buy and buy lord
Buy and buy
Own all that lives and withhold charity from thine
Give yourself to greed before you die
Profits are unbroken in the sky
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11. |
Money Trained
03:06
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Overbearing advertisement
Chic wearings for the dry cement
If you are not this image you are nothing at all
Refine your face and find your place on the wall
Narrow square to stand
Thin line of sight
Eating in demand
Reading neon lights
Learning to speak
Lips pursed slogan tight
Identity flint
Pages ignite
Cooking the clay
Shapes like the rest
Looking what’s on display
Who passed the quality test
Exist to serve this purpose
Excellent service
Expect expectation
And always be nervous
Monetize minds
Through suggested worth of self
Calculate paths of life
That run us to the shelves
If you don’t fill your cart
You won’t fill your heart
Shop after you drop to the floor
Scatter your ashes at the superstore
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Bombflower Waukegan, Illinois
Tic : Guitar & Vox
Jeffdro : Bass
Tim : Drums
Lia : Vocals
All Songs Written By Bombflower
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