1. Album Art

    fuck this place

    fuck this place where i lay my head

    fuck this place where i lay my head and toss and yearn and hate

    fuck this place where i lay my head and toss and yearn and hate you for keeping my eyes in a jar on the nightstand

    fuck this place where i lay my head and toss and yearn and hate you for keeping my eyes in jar on the nightstand sitting in turpentine and spit that fogs my vision

    fuck this place where i lay my head and toss and yearn and hate you for keeping my eyes in jar on the nightstand sitting in turpentine and spit that fogs my vision and burns holes into my sanity that floats away

    fuck this place where i lay my head and toss and yearn and hate you for keeping my eyes in jar on the nightstand sitting in turpentine and spit that fogs my vision and burns holes into my sanity that floats away as corneal ash that rises above a darkened city

    fuck this place where i lay my head and toss and yearn and hate you for keeping my eyes in jar on the nightstand sitting in turpentine and spit that fogs my vision and burns holes into my sanity that floats away as corneal ash that rises above a darkened city after all the wax in this town has been burnt and we take our matches

    fuck this place where i lay my head and toss and yearn and hate you for keeping my eyes in jar on the nightstand sitting in turpentine and spit that fogs my vision and burns holes into my sanity that floats away as corneal ash that rises above a darkened city after all the wax in this town has been burnt and we take our matches to the city to see the way steel and flesh melts into one

    Title
    Dark Days
    Artist
    Fat Freddys Drop
    Album
    Based on a True Story

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constant pursuit of the present and the sound waves that fill those intangible spaces.

the words matter.
we all hear.

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