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Want some love, but you don't know how to get it. Did you think you could do it by yourself? What a joke, what a stupid fucking joke. Lost yourself in a rage of nastiness. Shouting loud for the Lord God to hear. Flailing limbs in pain and regret. Oh, oh, oh, oh. I'm so alive my body's shaking. I punched my heart, put my fist through my chest. I flail around in bed while I'm sleeping and cough up stones that weigh me down. My blood is rich with fear and weakness, so when I bleed, it's all worthwhile. Way to go, man, way to go. What a good, good, good, man. What a nice, nice, nice man. What a fine, fine, fine man. What a fat, fat, fat man.


from Dog's Dead (Time 2 Eat), track released June 6, 2006


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