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Ratchet Government

from Ectorotica by Inhalants

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We pay rent for an empty room. Where black clocks line the walls.
The rot spots on the ceiling melting the clocks like waterfalls.
The rust of your ambition like nails on the windowpane.
It whispers like squealing pigs, knock-knocking at your brain.

Crawling up these walls,
they're black from incessant scrawling.
There he sleeps on a bed of pens
He's been trying to describe a sound again.

We pay rent for an empty room. Where spectres pace the halls.
The rot spots on the ceiling melt the clocks like waterfalls.

So as I, make friends with the ghosts in my house,
They sing a misery song to me.
Now the ghosts and I are fucking each other as we all get excited to die.

I can’t seem to find to find the note to ease my sense of panic.
And I’m blessed with common sense but these chords don’t seem to stop this crying.
I guess I’m drinking anthrax because it gets me high
and I’m bleeding myself because I love that shade of red.
I’ve been staring at the sky for so long, I’ve gone blind.

But when the sun’s exploding, I want to be wet. from the waves crashing down on these fucking guitars. Have you ever heard whales like these? They're like a punch in the face as the rolling tide’s coming in.

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from Ectorotica, released May 20, 2018

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so while the sun explodes, I want to be wet from the waves crashing down on these fucking guitars.

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