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Moonraker​/​Neckscars Split

by Moonraker

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Sucking up the dirt like a leech, like a sponge for hurt wading through the thickest air, fraught with Kafka-esque nightmares Take me out with the trash spark burned and turned to ash so sob story goes we all know the gist, we know all the plot the twists Enough grime to clog all the gears in Big Ben ten times over pressure dropping on my ribs skin taught and growing colder Bristles bent out of shape from sweeping up all of this ticker tape for my gold medal mental gymnastics, head like that island of plastic - you can see it from space. Take me out with the recyclables, turn me into something useable and give me some different lines, everyone’s already heard all mine. Enough grime. New cue-cards, different lines. The kind of lines that turn men into horses, the kind of lies that earn husbands divorces…
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Woke up handcuffed to the radiator again sweating out the poison, sweating out the sin. Sweating out the lies I said last night, I know I lied, I know I promised, but the devil had some powder on his penis with my name on it. I wanna get a spray tan and ruin all your wedding pictures. Hail satan a cab, cause we just ordered another pitcher. There’s no moments of clarity, just moments of silence, I’ve been treating my body like a Stone Temple Pilot. When I’m history delete my history, when I’m drinking whiskey, you better hope you fucking miss me I wanna get a spray tan and ruin all your wedding pictures. Hail satan a cab, cause we just ordered another pitcher. And if you love ‘The Wire’ so damn much then why don’t you fucking marry it? I swear I’ll be right back, I’m just stepping out for some cigarettes. Woke up handcuffed to the radiator again sweating out the poison, sweating out the sin.
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How am I on fire again when I only hang out under rain clouds? Always got like six fires to put out, but LA County’s always in a drought. I’m a fireman the way Ray Bradbury intended, setting fire to these pages, setting fire to my paychecks. Light it up with Lau on top of the pile. Dreamed I just smoked and watched you burn, I haven’t seen you in a while and I guess you’re fine with that, guess you don’t know that I’m still upset. If we all learn faster on fire, I guess I’m soaking wet. And I’m a dinosaur, the last one on the docks of Nublar while my world burns down around me, while I wasted money on that movie. Wasted away again I’m a garbage can who hangs out in dive bars at 10AM. Pretending it’s romantic, pretending I’ve got friends. I’m a fireman, I’m on fire, man. I’m a fireman and I’m a fire, man.
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Tracks 1-3 written by Moonraker
*track 1 written by Moonraker and Tyler Colton
Tracks 4-6 written by Neckscars

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released September 29, 2023

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