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Somatotropin Blues

from Fuck Death! by When There Is None

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The scars on our knees and on our shins
Wouldn’t hold us back
Just like the pain in the fingertips
A youth like a distant howl
Every grind made a strange, resonating sound
A blazing tone through a mindless mind
And cigarette smoke
Waiting to be swallowed whole

Grind to the edge
Never mind the gap

Wasted and worn out on a bike
Closed eyes
Riding home, traveling in time
A youth like a smashed beer can
Emptied out, carelessly thrown away
Drinking fire, talking shit
Soaring hopes
Waiting to be swallowed whole

Careless swains with growing pains
Brawl and roar with every pore

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from Fuck Death!, released May 1, 2020

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