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I dropped my conscious and cast another stone. I took to preaching while dancing on the coals.
I can’t say where I’ve been and only god knows where ill be but there must be a place for a wretch like me.
Oh, lord knows I’m tired but I wont rest my head until I’m home. And if my hands find themselves another body, well, you cant blame them for trying to keep warm.
Morals are simply a matter of time. And where you lay your heads a question of pride.
But when it's said and done, you’ll find it in the lines that privilege and wit made me misfortunes child.
Can’t tell collapse that it needs to slow down. Can’t tell death that it shouldn’t come around. And when they take my head and put it on a stake I’ll know that guilt and disgrace keep the dead men awake.
Bartering your vigor for a paralyzing love. What have you done?
I took the scaffold and laughed until I fell. Girl if you need me, grab another from the well.
I can’t imagine what hell might have in store but I know once I’m there I wont wander anymore.
Oh, lord knows I’m tired but I wont rest my head until I’m home.
And if my hands find themselves another body, well, you can’t blame them for trying to keep warm.
Oh, lord knows I’m weak but I cant clear my head if I’m asleep.
Morals are simply a matter of time. And where you lay your heads a question of pride.
But when it's said and done, you’ll find it in the lines that privilege and wit made me misfortunes child.
Can’t tell collapse that it needs to slow down. Can’t tell death that it shouldn’t come around.
And when they take my head and put it on a stake I’ll know that guilt and disgrace keep the dead men awake.
We’ve lived under this dark cloud forever. Waiting for the bad luck to break.
Just let me try that one again. With a little more feeling
We’ve slept at the crossroads together, trying to make an honest mistake.
Just let me try that one more time. Without a smile on my face
Another road as empty as every promise is. If life is pointless, then point taken. Say amen.
Light another candle, put my body out to sea because your heart is no place for a wretch like me. Another stranger passing, a common dissonance. If life is pointless, then point taken. Say amen.
Light another candle, put my body out to sea because your side is no place for a wretch like me.
When they unearth these passages, will I appear to be proud?
Not if you’re listening close enough. Not if you’re sounding it out.

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from New Junk Aesthetic, released September 15, 2009

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