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Post Racial
03:31
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tell all my friends i'm post racial
they never know
tell all my friends i'm post racial
gave the new world a face shield in the
bathroom/bathroom dark blues
watching my every move think it's
time to leave cause nobody seems breathing
anxious anchors away from all of this all of this
just to wind up candle-lighting an icy funeral
and they hold the rosary
do you think that they know
do you think that they notice
their troubles go on unnoticed
not everything can be
beautiful and painless
these drowning teenagers faces
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Lizardman Blues
02:31
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Every face is melting and shifting
bringing a feeling that no one should feel
blahblah
blahblahblah
blahblahblahblah
blahblahblahblahblah
Mass sex appeal.
strippers in a magazine
oh
money in an old casino
lizardine eyes looking round crosswise
i don't mind undressing to pass time
i don't mind
just don't stare right in my mouth
commandant
what you need?
commandant
i got you
strippers in a magazine
oh
money in an old casino
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Cheap Furs Omaha, Nebraska
Michael Huber - Guitar, Vocals.
Alex Yahnke - Drums.
Blue Petersen - Bass.
Lucas Ferreira - Guitar.
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