Come here runt, you silly cunt
There’s something you should see
A pair of thumbs just for a moment
Squashing those eyes free
Trickle out the history, a life so self-absorbed
It ends today so come what may
The sidewalk cracked and gored
Vanquished from this mortal coil
No way to defend
The only one who’ll miss you
Is the booger on the floor
Waiting for the fix
That’s never coming through the door
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I cannot praise this album enough. This album is absolutely terrifying! The many starts and stops creates this very h settling tension. Each start expands on the stopper idea previously. It’s like the music equivalent of walking through thick fog while passing out multiple times throughout trying to find a place to orientate yourself. There may or may not be something sinister in that fog, but you don’t want to stick around to find out. Bought the vinyl so I summon the fog demons through spe showhornwithteeth