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lirik lagu _credit reel // bad ending – _owls w teeth

1
climbing up the corridor to face the final boss
if the metaphor builds courage
such that one could stand to face the dreadnought

so pardon me while i give the bad ending a thought:
democracy done died, the darkness
gobbled up the papers at cost

2
the revolution
was the teevee to the
livestream on liveleak
while the primetime hosts
can manufacture hoaxes
postin dimestore eyebeams
toast to headroom
maximized to fly hijinks
when the tide get hijacked
private buybacks
ref takes sides w the ferrari

check on your neighbor you ain’t seen in like, a week
even when your gut is telling you it’s fine
at twilight, ain’t no light leaks

unnoticed omens like pendulum a*swing
in the forest w smokestacks
long at last, beloved void is yawning

a sea of candlelight
in frozen, glowing screens
biometrics for the ticket*taker
windows open, bono’s singing

i’m trying to warn you
that it ain’t a curse to cope
if you got hope
then you can put it in a
bottle w a rag & light it;

or c*11 on hydrogen 17
chained to n2o2 sulfur salt
w water & diphenhydramine
so pardon me while i give the bad ending a think
diplomacy is lonesome, munching lunchmeat
standing at the kitchen sink

“y’got a candle, or a zippo, or something?”
‘we protect us’ might mean
to protect each other
from our own stupidity

3
(no cigar, no prize, no snake eyes)

signal boosted to the boonies
where the beacon stood a murky chance
lurking owls murmur
a nursery verse to the scholomance*
raining pennies, henney pouring
memento mori metamorphing;
protest to phosphoric acid
martyrdom to torrent*

ain’t abhorrent, it’s just boring;
like golden apples & horse sh*t*

the whole f*cker floors it

“k!ll the*” f*ck no thanks, dude
you said a f*cking tank!?
i’m all outta dank w no taste
to reiterate dateline bait
a kiss sealed fate
it’s too d*mn late now*
the gate’s broken open

4
patita, dentata, tsume…

wish upon a star
for kessler syndrome & whale fall

they say you’re not supposed to stare at an eclipse
shooting cr*ps down at the crossroads

where the traffic comes to rubberneck in shifts
& the hoofprints converge at the cardinals

breaching snooze again
the blood moon passed, we’re too d*mn late

review the ticker*tape
am i the village? or the flame?
(was i the ferry or the crash?)

pardon me, i think this ending’s f*cking trash
it’s the evening news but overwrought

owls are posted in the corridors, w hash
if you’re hoping for the courage that it takes
to wake and bake, or dread not

5
now the fire department’s on the scene
as sunset becomes dusk
a scorned swat forms a locust swarm
the press, i guess, forgot to show up

- _owls w teeth

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