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letra de sharpie arms - rs/6000

[verse 1]
a confusion of acceleration eats the floor
as a quick f-ck & bones hits the bar with force
scratch-the-holic, find-the-holic
maybe that eating was disordered after all
when you’re slinging mud in this tar pit
those wet wax wings won’t last you long
yet not a single other chord had struck so close
when the rumbles didn’t register
on remote control, drone-patrolled
nails stained like amber ashtrays
this tiny town do not feel mine
smoke billows from c-cktail gardens

[refrain]
a happy february maybe, i ain’t keeping score
i mean i got some old scars on thеse sharpie arms
i’m f-cking off on holiday to the bahahas
and chеwing cotton candy clouds in the sky

[verse 2]
soaked in long island iced teas
’cause it’s only weeks or seconds
’till the camel’s wall falls down
shot by executive functions
the green skies blue hills red blood
and every colour of revolution
exhausted by all the surprises
dripping will-to-power weaponizers
i walk into the time machine
forgetting that’s only imagery
[verse 3]
so their actions can’t be taken back
the end times they are-a comin’
with slow sweat ice cream supply chains
and long-regretted user seconds
seems now is the time of monsters
with words as empty as thom yorke’s
molko thinks a friend with weed is better
a pure morning in last chance saloon
as rogue waves slash and bash the shores
of the lives we know and ever knew
i fondly recall the petrichor
as disarrono as it was

- rs6000

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