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photocult - the arsonist lyrics

i: the arsonist

guilt is a funny thing
there is no burial
they told me it was humane
but i couldn’t tell another living soul (soul)
living soul
living soul
living soul

(they gave us)
business suits and lab coats
and biblical bloodshed
masked in a metal perfume
a mechanical room with a chair for one
and it was man to none before then
are you yourself or an extension of your past self?
would you remember me if i could turn the d+mn thing off?
i’d guess your love merits impalement on the flagpole
repeat ad nauseum, the cause to burn the d+mn thing off
you were the catalyst of brain+eating amoebas
the patron saint of neurological je ne sais quoi
a ludovicoite would shudder at your mirror
there’s no hotels for you, so i’ll salute and send you o+

oh god i can’t go on like this
i can’t go on like this
oh god i can’t go on like this
i can’t go on like this

ii: we are hot

oh god i can’t go on like this
i can’t go on like this
oh god i can’t go on like this
i can’t go on like this

scr+ping the seat against the spine, a monster in mind
here’s the church and here’s the cemetery where you died
where the red and blue wires took place of your arteries and veins
looking back, i guess it sounds a little inhumane
i’ll get you out, i swear, you’re free before the night ends
here’s the church and here’s the place they made you live again
a simple plan, beats lexapro, and to h+ll with this libretto
let’s assume the role of bee and man
i’ll sting you out of here and die

you will feel the sun
if the cold ever reminds you of them
and burn up like a fever
it’s ripped to shreds
curling metal, twisted structures, and dents
i suspect we’re suffering slowly
and i hope you burn up with me

- photocult lyrics

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