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letra de rock bottomless - kill the vultures

it was a real butcher job how they opened up my flesh
and removed anything that moved in my chest
at best the surgery was just an educated guess
segregated text doc-mented regulated mess
cl-ssroom watched as they peeled back my stab wounds
under fire light, spanish moss and a black moon
a half-hearted-healer sold me patience for a penny
i was not in the right state to be in this city

whoever wrote the chapter on the digital disaster
must’ve smoked up something deadly from the dark side of the pasture
its captured its cornered don’t feed it or face it forward
just keep promising tomorrow while today is last weeks order
feel the fakeness slide through you like drive-thru food do you
yeah i watched it choke, man, i watched it croak what’s it to you?
speak up! my ear’s peaked;
what you got to fear these
days are full of gear grease peddlers and low end theories

rock, rock on to rock bottomless
gangrene metropolis, mainstream anonymous
rock, rock on to rock bottomless
empty out your pockets quick and tell me what the problem is
rock, rock on to rock bottomless
just cuz they talk that sh-t don’t mean you have to swallow it

extra, extra, the headline will cost you extra
truth costs even more cheddar; arm, leg, et cetera, et cetera
next up the rest of the festival of freaks
hear capitol hill confessions from a vegetable that speaks
trade your still-beating heart for a pill-eating mule
than thank the academy for forty acres and a pool
rise above, look out below when its time to flood
don’t try to hide the cuts now that the stars are lining up

boy these times are rough! got rich men singing the blues
in front of sold out stadium concerts full of the billionaires they blew
who knew that the day you agreed to eat a quarter-
it’d rattle like a bb in a tin can and your eyes would roll back out of order
stagger; fall back; fade to black in the corner
the day you sell the former the darkness will be waiting for ya
california breathes gold dust as she slips into unconsciousness
exhaling fallen idols faster than she finds a god to kiss

- kill the vultures

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