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Snub out the clocks

by Jesse Gallamore

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1.
They'll spy you from the corner Now you've been pegged So hover where it's safe with miles of cover They love to shake their bones Dance and squawk and hiss There's no other way? No, no other way Well my tongue was halved down Oh it's just a mess Shake those bones Dance and talk shit I wouldn't have it any other way Because I know what makes a hot commodity That timeless, saccharine game of "how insincere can we be?" Now grip someone off How easy that can be while the salesman slings his empty tunes Oh my God! Grab the closest lover that you can Because we're alone! There has to be another way All you ever ask is.. Can I nod my head? Well sure you can But can I nod my head? Oh yeah, oh yeah! Then it swallows to a frown and spits you back out We live in a city of stolen dreams Uh huh, we're bitter! I've seen them all ignore their needs Who wants to settle? I'm lost in a city of shapeshifting Watch all the ignorant breeding Lust all you want on swollen knees Just settle
2.
Here in the ballrooms we dance like apes Who dripped their glossy gaze across the floor Those nine you can't spare you'll have in store for us tonight Those nine don't have their tongues anymore What we won't yell Can't ever tell Stalled cranks of the wrists Stick out those palms Always keep glad-hand trains derailed If it's genuine The soft eye divide Why laugh? You'll drive The five can sense your stench from a mile away The next thing you knew You'd entered a room All filled with white and partially in bloom
3.
Fine eyes lined the pockets with gold Let it remind you that the scavengers are here to cannibalize your soul Your fine lines have laced the locket with mold And it will find you Now the skeletons are here to collect on their toll If we're allowed to be naive Ever haunting ignorance rolled into a shallow grave I-box screens streaming obscenities They hid the front line We formed our own kind Took your own to rot and grow T.V. screens telling you what to think They'll make it prime-time Create your own mind Took your piece, it longs to load Lost and proud to be naive? Stubborn, hard, and infantile Crawl into a shallow grave Blissful ignorance I see Comfort in hindrance, cloned into those past escapes Maybe I'll wait for the new
4.
Lust then drown under what it takes to be a war machine Choke and lie under all those facts you were told to believe All our arms waste their rounds on a silent enemy Note: interlock both hands, make the leap We've decided to lead Hopeless and charming Where's the rope? Got stumbled up by sly beasts They'll make your mouth explode No neck there's only charred meat Nowhere for rope Got flustered up in dry dreams Leaving laps left cold Bold and buried under leaks Deep down where you fiend for high-end models to top off the dome you missed Boys: flex then stutter, shake and suffer Make them split at the hips All those shots are taken in vein Because they all aim for the sameness
5.
Metro Jungle 03:29
They're left to fry in their homes Broken bones and rays I see the future is bright Trained in taking lives That youth is soaked in the drain Hand-held soldiers abound Abbreviate to defame It's so tasteless, it pulls at the veins When it comes to an end Holed up in an armchair throne Precise, pinpoint, cross-hair, calculated Too far removed to recognize one of your own Remote controlled cars to remote controlled drones They can't survive in the road Strewn out on display Stricken, lifeless prize Learn to shut those eyes They're using false energy Serious to the core Laugh with half open mouths until you see it breathless and covered in gore On thy word Blown U.A.V. Unload on thy word Blown On my word you will end below It's so low What you do From above Use the zoom Your scope You'll abuse Float above You still lose
6.
Lavasion 04:07
That wristwatch keeps turning you off When it's attached to some dead time It's almost there Plan today: make it home in one piece You can't smile while you shout and stumble Heart racing as you slide through the gates That lonely feeling terror adores It's pacing faster now If only it was meant to implode Have you ever seen a dark plot arisen? No, it's not what you bargained for Let the shatter begin! Sew those seams back together Stitch the tendons in needless ways That conniving breath of the wreckage has cloaked the body in stones Best let the shatter commence! Let the shatter commence!
7.
The Freeze 06:08
Some of us won't see the falling So they've got no need to worry A calm slows the needs Then succumb to the knees Old bones know their way Surface deep Lost themselves to belief They're knee deep in the rain They're knee deep in the rain When the night's rhyme, who will bring our luck? Huh, huh, huh? Oh what a great plan To steal our own sky Let's move in with our future's lie Don't let them snake your heart right from under your nose Don't let them steal your breath right out of your lungs
8.
Fell under the stars Fell in love with them all It still drops to coma tone It will drop before you know It all comes crashing Down, down, down Every drip of grace How many names will we pull? No coming back now The body is still a bore Down, down, down Every slip from grace They want to see it when you release They're dying to watch you claw at your clothes Relief in the form of a rusty cloak Release, the frothing of the mouth to see you claw at your face Will you please nest up and close the game Too far gone to sit back and relax
9.
The worms are moving through the mud While it's softening Peering from beyond The eyes are watching Listen to the blood Ascetic until it's reborn All the hidden schemes are dead While we're boxing We'll botch them all Defile it Gnaw it to the bone In closing This scam is starting to linger for too long Behind the tired farewell A slumping host conceives a goodbye to all All the hidden schemes are dead There is nowhere to go

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released December 17, 2013

Written, arranged, and performed by Jesse Gallamore
Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Brett Siler at MotherBrain Sound Infrastructure
Album art by Brint Powell
Album layout by Nick Schenk
Llama Farm 2013

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