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NEO PLASTIC
02:07
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First you wake. Then you sleep. Lay down. Get up. Bouncing back. Springing forth. Please release. This body is just a prison. I need to be freed. Made a large enough incision. To let my brain bleed. On my back. Belly up. To the universe.
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DRAG
01:12
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This world is a fucking toilet. Flush it down with me. This world is really such a drag. Wouldn’t you agree? You can kiss your ass goodbye. It’s no wonder. No use to even try. It’s no wonder why. We just eat shit then we die.
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BLENDING IN
01:35
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Surface only to feed. Make love only to breed. I can’t see. I can’t breathe. Tear gas got its hold on me. Open your eyes. It’s a disguise. Techno animal. Future intangible.
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DO THE MATH
03:17
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Senses are losing their touch. I don’t feel much at all anymore. Illusion invaded the space. Tighter and tighter on my brain stem. No matter what you do. No matter what you say. I won’t believe it’s true. I’m not believing in it. The expenses just do not add up. Nothing plus nothing equals something. Subtracting my daily routine. Calculating the date of my demise. Make a song and dance. Out of every ritual. Can’t stop scratching. And scratching
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SPECIMEN
01:35
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Television screen is my window into the outside hell hole. I’m content to rot here. Hanging on the subterranean grapevine. We pretend that art redeems the time. Do you really want to get to know the reasons that I’m growing mold? We pretend love is worth the time. Permanent sickness. Barbaric excess.
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EXCAVATION
03:39
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Chip away. Removal. Every little bit. Excavating. I’m coming back. Be right back as bacteria. Let it break. Watch me shatter. Let it break. Into little pieces. The end of everything you know and love. It’s your world. I’m just dying in it. I can’t stand. Be held up. I got no support. Assimilating.
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EAR TRUMPET
01:45
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Enter. Pull up a chair. Sit back. Make yourself at home. The shows about to begin. It amplifies your sins. And when you’re crucified. They wont let you die. Orchestra of rats. Play their melody. On a broken rib cage. And the crowd goes wild. Stand the fuck up.
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PRESSURIZED
01:39
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Gravity is killing me. It’s got me weighed down. In a pile on the floor. Licking your boots once more. Use my last breath. Things are really looking up it’s got me so down. Under your microscope. Magnified to watch me choke. Feeling so weighed down. It’s got me so down
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DISREGARDED
01:20
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I never wanted. Never intended. To be regarded as a human. So I’m trading in my DNA. For a do not resuscitate. I’m getting closer. Can’t say it’s been fun. Nothing left over. Baby I’m so numb. To whom it may concern. Sorry to bother. To whom it may concern. You need not reply.
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MIRROR MAZE
01:23
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We are so fucking cruel.
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YIELDING
02:32
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You told me to look down into the void. I stood on the edge of monochromatic hell. You told me to step inside the darkness. That giant abyss. So I did as you asked. Closed my eyes and dove in. Made it my home. Repentance is hilarity. You told me jump. And I asked how high. Would I need to fall. To make sure that I would die. Acceptance is a rarity. My sentence is disparity. Submission. I will never question. What you’re asking.
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Civilian Camo Brooklyn, New York
Two piece noise rock based in Brooklyn NY
Ian- Guitars, Vocals
Christy- Drums
Instagram @civcamo
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