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Feral, cold, and drastic change in weather so we can never know,
Who was host, who was leech. Yet, you’ve indignified me with:
Blackened mold. The stench of mildew on the shirt tied on my face so I
Don’t breathe your spores.
I have never been a cautious one.
You like to talk about, you like to talk about,
How people use their mouths to spread their doubts around.
So who’s your newest crowd to use that mouth around?
Forced from the solar-plexus heading, toward those courts beneath your ribs.
Those failure juggernauts, they’ll rot they’ll yield you better crops,
You’ll harvest them and keep them in the jar and dark for months,
You like to talk about, you like to talk about,
How people use their mouths to spread their doubts around.
So who’s your newest crowd to use that mouth around?
Cause it’s not me.
Then I asked you to stay,
And then you take it away,
You always take it away, you always take it away.
And then I ask you to stay,
You’re gonna’ take it away, away, away from me,
Away, away, away.
It’s not me.
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Sun Signs,
released December 12, 2015
Music by Sun Signs
Lyrics By Christian Stewart
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