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From the upcoming split with manbearpig, cavalcades & nai harvest on Party Wounds Records.

1. Old religion

These vitamins aren’t working again. All these holes I like best.

Son of a bitch - “can’t relate”

The camera points to zero.

woven into to bones it makes, it makes it fit.

The bastard - Typewriter’s keys.

The bastard

I’m just a bitter atlas (dragging you in)

2. Untitled #4

This place is a garden

This place is paradise 

Tom : safe in knowing if you ever lose a limb, others will grow back in it’s place. We’re just fated this way.

Chris : There’s no luck. Plagued and fucked. Cross it out, Cross it out