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[THE PAIN OF LIFE​.​]​/​[​METABOLIZE

by Wirekid

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CONVEYOR BELTS we built six cities to fill two holes commit to displacement and shock fixed goals return to anointment and kiss sick crowns your twitter disappointment, yr ups and downs the block of shrugs, the text that wounds the sun thats scared by the mystery of moons each corner waits, it must know flesh when corpse rolls in we'll reassess a body flops, a mourner moans we'll eat the flesh and wear the bones if thorns grow heat we'll all bleed up defeat your meat and clutch your cup the thought of wine can lead to warmth if baby's blue, ye must abort to spare pure soul the pain of life if suction fails, pass cleaner knife so tell me now why you fear fire you sold your beach when god retired the common buzz of body thrills your climax caused four oil spills from kitten skulls you smoked your crack you shot your white while seals drink black turn up the heat, let glaciers melt your pleasures on conveyor belts so pop the top and clink with glass and steal your smile from virgin ass then off to hell, you'll see red sand and follow barked insane demands your path will lead from start to stop to watch a farmer lose his crops and laugh because your friends eat well the more you steal the more you sell you have to kill for dollar bills in babies' blood stir crushedup pills to rip a spine from someone ill it takes eight lives to gain these skills so wait for wave from wheelchair witch she must have power, still this rich the worlds she builds all turn to dust but cameras don't show ugly rust there's no more 'in' there's only 'out' you'll rarely hear a word of doubt a list devised by someone had rejection makes an outcast mad it's only fun to milk a grudge the party's peak is rarely judged but boredom makes the wall so clear to still throw down when limits near EVERY STUFFED GARFIELD i scratched the glass to hear the sound and every stuffed garfield frowned if whiskers are like triggers then the window can't come down the palace i'd heard tales of once had no knights with my flag before fishing in a sewer look for wounds in every leg the spot to sit alone and have a private picnic sank every rice bowl full of ladybugs and acid in each steak and so i turned to portions who i knew none could control if their weight was mass perception then starvation was my goal and when i'd learned their bones could break no calcium was key i made a bath with broken milk and healed sick kings for free the crown had been commissioned and they said i'd meet fond frogs so i spoke at length of lilypads to fake robotic dogs the scrolls i'd seen unwind at length when poison ate my mind had tended toward the biblical none count the lies i'd find and if this means my brain is bland my body props me up the quake escapes beneath the land my friend our time's been bumped attending class i could not do as no school liked my tests i burnt a book in effigy i guess you know the rest to teach yourself will lead to war that knowledge has no friends so post your potent metaphors write message please don't send our inboxes are full of plots we follow assigned strand and the twists of our connections our reward for filled demands the toys you talk about at times do not exist in cars you never even touched one keep your distance from out stars we traded out their range for short the length you knew is gone if you talk to them of distance they'll not want to mow your lawn so serve your nervous spirit guide you're headed towards the prize when you find that glowing chest you'd sought it's empty, act surprised besides we're toads, fool, frogs are fags they no longer exist to buy the myth of finding one means fixate on your wrist we like disease it drives our minds we only want one thing to laugh at clever kitten when it paws projected string bat the string, kittie! bat! bat! it's funny cause it's not real maybe he likes to play ASTERISK (excerpt) steroid sluggers never make it off the bench to cooperstown baseball woodstock wanted showers me and several of my favorite athletes in their vintage prime blur them out directorial power my lab is liberated and my isotopes are all at large ungrateful compounds hate their maker hate to see my favorites not themselves because they're watered down thrown into a faulty shaker why defer to imitations of experiments i've done before fond of the chemicals not of the usage if i say you're special does that mean i that too lie on cue know the power of the shoesize situated in a steady stream of static caustic sludge waiting for a flood or fanmail borrowed beings ushered in expecting me to bow or budge they've got friends connected to grail
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[METABOLIZE 10:36
i hope you know your fabled cookies won't survive the crumbs of joy you choked down wont go home to wives each chocolate chip they housed has colors that look bleached to take a trip from sugar slacks to scones impeached inside the box you'll find a recipe for dirt please replicate the taste of that rape victim's skirt her panties taste a tad of apple juice that's dried we will not rest until each predator has fried once at the feast it's up to you to toe the line if you lack courage fork yen out for more boxed wine and if the cup you've known had dennys on the mind to smoke with gothic friends is quite the seamless bind your menu reads like a brochure by blameless bards it might remind you you have arbys in your yard if r&b gets you approved by yenta youth promote your whistle till you have poledancing proof OR FRAME THE FRISBEE that you found in someone's fist and publicize their plastic till the owner's pissed because the hippies all quit tripping when it flew who dared convert this prestige to their line of shoes and on the beach they dug a tunnel for spare drugs i fetishized their freedom and their wealth of hugs should you bring straws you one day find the paper ripped a record of wild times at parties you both skipped she rarely speaks so on her behalf i must whine it must be thankless to metabolize for swine you take their food and turn it to ideas they'll eat they feel the pipes fill when they make a myth of meat so she begrudgingly puts down her hostile spikes and hopes they get his latest tirade on closed mics we knew when planning that our labors can't be found at least we get the stars when they can't fake their sound so let's hold tall to uncanned voiceless snakes we walk towards unknown prisons we can't take and follow up the promise of new chips to take a ride through lines of teeming ships so let's hold hands beneath a towering tree the lights add up to factors made of threes and all salute the schisms that shield tanks the triads of a dragon whose flame sank when shame feels need it lingers on the strap a pulse accrues in boxes for true tap the blinking sign that sailors followed once has no more meaning for the sleuth's deaf hunch a magnifying glass can shed white soul a pistol in your hands some aunt just stole take out the scraps of paper that you've loved a picture's worse a thousand bouts and shoves there's talk of warriors who now can cure coal they black their face with ashes they unroll their image ripped from dripping pipes of paste they hold themselves together crying waste so fold the future to the fables of a fly a rack on dish denotes it wants to dry just like a fishstick it wants one more try because of bread it lost its option to know sky three took too long so now we won't get four that's loss of liberty for my patriots to score to take a bath in pleas from plaintive gimps you'll have to ponder thoughts on pretzels from poor pimps we made some money with the promise of less ads it was invested in dilution of dead fads so take your secretary to the pub in minks a condom on the sly can lead to kinky winks

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released June 6, 2013

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P + S - Samples, Originally

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