CuCo from Psychic Tombs by The Lungs


All this time I’ve been full time 
been fed your lies thru this disguise
betrayal wrapped innocence 
it smelled like shit filled excuses

I can’t stand all these politics
these blurred lines
and the blades that stick
one and the same a face with no name

So you 
see me
so true
completely

Take this
last gift
One ride
Last trip

So you 
see me
so true
completely

Take this
last gift
end it

No more light shines on our time 
its now filled with tight chests that bind
Choked up choked out this life 
choked out your life in mine

I can’t stand all these politics
these blurred lines
and the blades that stick
one and the same a face with no name

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