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His Master's Voice

from n​*​sane by Brandon Edge

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get blown get blown get fucking blown i want to get blown
i get so crazy then i push it away cause it hurts sometimes
and i'd like to get blown before i die
don't want to be infected with that plague of hopeless desire and jealous pride
the ancient fear will let you die, so that's it then, i'm just not good enough
i can deal with that but you have to say it
you want to know can we still be friends
i'm not sure cause my love never ends, it'll never end
it's based on stupid shit that exists in my mind
that i can't forget no matter how i try
music music i'm so fucking sick of it
die by me shooting you on a fucking astral plane
eat a cactus, drink the hemlock
death to your philosophical tenets and
penetrate your eyeballs with sharp objects
and replace with cotton balls
cold hands of innocence cradle the handle and the barrel as it blasted
you meant a lot to me you meant a lot to me you meant a lot to me yeah
inkblots and pressing thoughts the fear descends on her headdress
the master's voice is deafening as the guilt dissolves my heart
remnants of the cross are paid in full distrust
awkward stare of the crevice flare cause the airplane to combust
on the ground, all the slaves wallow in the broken blackened waste
sorrow sprinkled splintered toxic dust, dust, dust, dust
you and your ways have made me a slave
you and your ways have made me kind of boring
it's all your fault that my life is destroyed
it's all your fault that i'm totally annoyed
all dna ever needed to do is make copies of itself. left to its own devices all that would exist on this planet would be little naked molecules of dna, we are nothing more than the accumulation of its mistakes
generated randomly and guided by natural selection

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from n​*​sane, released August 7, 2014

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Brandon Edge Texas

Austin, TX-based songwriter. 30 albums avail. on bandcamp or elsewhere [youtube & mediafire]. All downloads are FREE or name- your-price! See my FB artist page [linked below] for full discog and links to almost all of my music [click the "about" tab then click "see more" under where it says "description"] ... more

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