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Album of the now: Burn, Piano Island, Burn - The Blood Brothers
The sirens flash emergency, "oh yeah, you'd better come quick." The Ambulance Angels chisel a crack in your mouth, and then they paint a landscape of your regret and shouts. Roll tape! Decode the moans! Roll tape! Decode the moans! Ventilate the scandal from these locked up mouth holes.
March 9, 2026
K-Q-E-D "It's a tune that equals you." I feel... Hallelujah, I fail. Bulimia, I'm frail. Hallelujah, I fell, salting the back of a snail. This is worship and this is tribute Am I crumbling, ripping and failing? My turkish prison is knowing I fit in. Feeding time, an old friend of mine at the leper zoo Que sera?! Erotic hurrah! With no rescue, girl / It's cool, be cool, girl... |
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