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Let's eat let's drink
To fill the burning acid stains
Caving our insides like a sinkhole

Let's work let's rest
To smooth the earthquake landscape
A quick fix on a totally fucked scene

Let's start let's stop
To keep the time on a changing beat
Of a rhythmless tone deaf foul drone

Measure by measure
We were only waiting for the next beat
We couldn't be made to sit still
To listen for the moments in between
How we ate all of the pieces
And complained how our hands got caught in our mouths

Then spit it out

Our dirty hands are guilty hands
Now everything we touch tastes loses it shine
And all that we eat tastes like everything
Everything our dirty hands have been on

Our mouths are closest to our ears
Our words are the first that we hear
Our bodies stretch out from our minds
Like dull emissaries on blind missions
Sent not to observe but only to consume
Sent not to digest but only to amass a trophy kill

Spit it out
Spit it up

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from What's Wrong Tohei?, released August 29, 2009

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