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Consumed by a feeling like possession or a curse
Living or dying, which one’s worse?
Kept on their beat through the chorus and the verse
Life is just a stick up man pulling at your purse
It’s another world in which you never immersed
Kind of an attraction driving by in a hearse
If ever was a choice where you put yourself first
Life is no oasis some will die from the thirst
Reason to live but for dying got a list
Fists in the air when you cut that wrist
Cut em up cut em up
Up up up up up up
Reason to live but for dying got a list
Fists in the air when you cut that wrist
Cut em up cut em up
Up up up up up up

X1

Operating vantage point no perspective
Suddenly at death you’re getting reflective
It feels like this insight is rather selective
Caught a cold case now you’re playing detective
Being obtuse just refuse to see the side
At the the very least wanna go and run and hide
Hole in your rationale 6 feet wide
Turn the disdain away from the inside
(now you) cus and you cus and you makin’ a fuss
he Had to have known he’d be killing us
Perfect little johnny who woulda’ thunk?
Got himself a taste for the junk
For the junk
Junk junk junk junk junk junk

X1
Easy way out and suffer no more
Close garage door and lie on the floor
Easy to clean if you see what I mean
Take all that funk and pack it in the back in the trunk
In the trunk
Trunk trunk trunk trunk trunk trunk
Consumed by a feeling like possession or a curse
Living or dying, which one’s worse?
Reason to live but for dying got a list
Fists in the air when we’re cutting our wrists
Cut em up cut em up
Up up up up up up
Reason to live but for dying got a list
Fists in the air when we’re cutting our wrists
Cut em up cut em up
Up up up up up up

After sample

Saw all the signs just ignoring them
His own wife and kids were just boring him
Wasn’t taking meds he was storing them
Now in hindsight they abhorring him

Still you’re sitting on your hands and wail why and why
Threaded the needle just to stick it in your eye
Really hard to tell why a young one wanna die?
One little caveat to see it got to try
If over a coffin was the last time you kissed
Make a list of every time you raised a fist and cut it up

X3

Avoid what is real as you navigate and steer
I’m saying this is now I’m saying this is here

Like most my points probably you are missing them
I’m not glorifying shit, I’m fucking listening

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from Dimension (Re​)​Ascension, released July 17, 2022

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The Fire Brigade are reluctant Americans who make strange hip hop as they wander the Earth in the Early Apocalypse. G'Odd and his crew man the crystal mines of 2105, 24-7. Boxhead Walker is a smooth-talking rounder without a care in the world. The Battalion Chief issues commands from a nest of synthesizers and empty bottles at Mission Control. Flame on, bitches. ... more

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