idylls - lied to lyrics
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infinite loops are all i carry in bags
there is of flesh a bag in my drug sick hands
open the dam and hear the split bad
salt flats and salt flats and salt flats
hear the split of self from s+x
i gotta steal everything now
boil my blood, callous my hands
f+cking now
and then i feel what i don’t want the most
die through the post, swell and move
infinite loops, broke by self
and now in vans and venues in veined avenues
in l+st for youth in tideless moon
follow the birthday balloons and be dyed blue
haussmanised and lied to
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