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time - a suitable beast lyrics

[time]
fascinated with guns, death and wearing a dress
he used to play cello now scotch is the scent of his breath
strip a man of his secrets and what the f+ck is left?
to be listened to he had to lie with his chest
i mean the loss of a lover can cause the brain to rupture
he said wounds don’t matter, life just gets rougher
he took words and made them alive but always medicated
better to die in disillusioned youth than worn out and jaded
a solider with meaningless medals and meaningful scars
the shrapnel in his leg settled now he’s limping through bars
death came to his cot, your avatar will consume you
it’s hard to live up to those lies that bloomed in you
he said all writers are liars and that’s the truth
as his liver tango’d and danced with some more 80 proof
all you have to do is write one true sentence
write the truest sentence you know and know that you meant it

hunting under hills like white elephants
he found amus+m+nt in k!lling, he saw life irrelevant
in the torrents of spring the sun also rises
death in the afternoon as the matador slices
what’s a human to a maggot but a moveable feast?
seeing a bullseye in the mirror was he a suitable beast?
a farewell to arms he put the gun in the drawer
and said let the bell toll for fascists in war
to have and have not in the garden of eden
the apple seeds look like snake eyes the puncture wounds are bleeding
islands in the stream, true at first light
investigating a ghost is like that apple’s first bite
infatuated with me he started hunting me
visions of suicide was he doing something to me?
i ran across the river and into the trees
he said these are all future loose leafs never let the truth sleep
he said did you even read the old man and the sea?
we work our whole life just to reel in our dreams
the sharks eat them as we fight while sisyphus screams
and when we finally get our prized possession to the boat
it’s only a bl++dy carcass, just bones and no hope
he tried to possess me but this sh+ll needs no ghost
we all have these trauma time loops that we get trapped in
i opened up his book the fifth column and his spirit went back in
his dad shot himself with his father’s revolver
the world breaks everyone the cycle revolves
he was a big game hunter but the last beast was in his head
he piled up the dead animals but could never bury his dread
did you hit the target or did the target hit you?
you were the bull and the matador that paradox split you
his last letter said am feeling fine i hope to see you soon
then he took his shotgun in the foyer and boom

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