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Inhale
Exhale
No fail its all on the nail

White diamonds of blood in the summer
Hands grab at you pulling you under

Drown out in sand
Greet god in the palm of his hand

This was the last stance
This was your last chance
Hit the fucking road jack
This tango was your last dance

hyper real
human meal
skip the fork to cop a feel
From the feet
To the mouth
Nail the coffin down and out

All my life I want money and power
But in my death my goals are looking dour
Use the ruthless
Tear through the meat
Right back down
from the head to the feet
Coming back round
Hear me murder the beat
Like they murdered the street
Settle down take a seat and listen

What a nice day to die
The air is crisp and the wind is right
Nothin beats, we go cold as ice
We get lost in the weather

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from We Ain't Trying To Do No Geometry (We Trying to Play Some Games), released July 10, 2014
Instruments:
Synthesizer loop pitch shifted around
Vocal Samples from the "Tibetan Book of Living and Dying"
Electric Drums
Semi Hollow Bass

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