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WITHOUT TRUMPETS

from Rest In Feces by Shithead

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Concrete notebooks, they pile up in my room back home.
It’s fucking hard to stay afloat when your only words are made of stone.
And your bones fight the currents of blood that drown your words at night.

Lawless presidents and terrorists make your life living hell.
People read the newspapers, yeah they all know the DOW JONES fell.
But while they plug themselves back in at night to charge and sleep,
I’ll pull my teeth out and live without the written word as I lay out in the streets.

I will hold onto these dying trends.
Until they loop back and are here again.
Yes I’m aware that these times are dead.
But goddamit I’m gonna miss my friends.

I lay down on a hollow bed of feathers and regret cause I don’t need it.
Slice me at the ankles, I want it to be known that I’ve been defeated.
But with the guts of a pidgeon and the wings of a flightless bird,
I will remove my clothing and deconstruct every single thing I’ve ever learned.


Do you want to derail trains with me?
Do you want to derail this fucking mess?

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from Rest In Feces, released March 31, 2013
Brian Millen

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Shithead Harrison, New York

A five-volume collection of demos, b-sides, and bedroom recordings shared between friends centered around SUNY Purchase. Dec. 2012 - Apr. 2013

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