tiltmeter - prolonging the wake-up call lyrics
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prolonging the wake-up call- i don’t ask or understand
how i wound up in this chair. licking the boundaries of a
gun and tasting the smoke of the last round. this isn’t
p-ssed- out, this is just scared to death. it’s not a
countdown but seconds in which to live. hair pulled back
to arch my spine that my tied hands hide behind. it’s hot
under these lights, blistering in a sense. rope burn and
frost bite cancel each other out.
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