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body gospel - you whistle, i'll shoot lyrics

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corporeality, a dilapidated building
no temples, only a fun*house constructed by devils

perceptions of beauty determined by ruminations
the struggle to cast aside every acclimation and doubt
and all that remains is the cringe of an off*putting silhouette
my face growing limbs and my limbs become orifices to empty, empty

crawling

crawling with this weight on my shoulders
long as the morgue keep my legs growing farther
counter all this mass round my spine
drain all the fluid leave me crumpled bеnign as i’m
as i’m
as i’m
as i’m
crawling with this weight on my shoulders
long as the morguе keep my legs growing longer
counter all this mass round my spine
drain all the fluid leave me crumpled benign

as i let all the fat dripping off of my frame
create the sculpture of arrogance that all the pretty girls claim

consume the gospel
revel in existential
heavy is the hand that feeds me the lies

spells of anhedonia
from the baggage buried under my thighs

tendons pull away like cello strings
suck out the marrow and leave me
cautioned and yearning
deformed and less threatening

beauty in the eyes of the beholder
but what if the beholder is me?

- you whistle ill shoot lyrics

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