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Puppeteers

from Crackle II LP by SLONK

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As the sun turns septicemic above sinking skies .
The clouds controlled by puppeteers with RSI
Nervously vibrate and shake a black that mists;
Leaking like flour from a tapped sieve.
We're a long way down.

Eyes so sick of seeing are still too scared to blink
Every passing prickle of air burns our skin
Debris groups on our cloaks
And our breaths are thick with dust
A parasitic instinct awakens and devours all of us
We're a long way down.

I'm already forgetting it now

WE'RE JUST FUCKING WASTE UNTIL SOMEONE SWEEPS UP
AND I CAN'T HARDLY WAIT UNTIL IT'S MY TURN
CAMOUFLAGED AS DEAD STARS IN A UNIVERSE OF GLISTEN
KNOWN ONLY BY OUR FUMES, OUR HUE OF ROTTING WISHES

WE'RE A LONG WAY DOWN

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from Crackle II LP, released August 29, 2018

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