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Something’s afoot with this pairing, I fear
The rats in the walls took a shit in my ear
The cats in the bag chewed
A hole through your hand
But you can tend to your wounds
On your side of the line in the sand
And heads will fly
Stop turning it up; I’ll side today
With silence and painful memory
And I’ll sever the ties we’ve made
The frayed ends were never
Much good for me anyway
We’ve run this wreck aground
So split your lungs to hear the sound
You’ll never tell me how to
Live my life again
Think you’ve seen fires start?
The churning magma of
My heartbeat’s waking
To pour out from within
Can’t say I’m empty
My head’s filled with you
In my gut, rotating renderings
Of hypercubes
The fact of the matter’s it’s a matter of fact
A knife in my neck so I can never look back
This is the bitter end
With which I can’t contend
Too uncertain to defend
Too jaded to pretend
Too hopeless to amend
You said “let’s just be friends”
But I don’t want to be
Don’t fucking look at me
Don’t you fucking look at me
Fuck
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I’ve got a twenty dollar bill
That says we’re all fucked
Who do you carry the torch for?
Do you believe in anything?
Is that what you call a getaway?
Or are you just fucking with me?
Are you just fucking with me?
Tell all the English boys you meet
You’ll feel better when
You’re six feet fucking deep
‘Cause there’s no getting out of this one
Lewd jaw and a bedmesser assrod
So, let shit beer pour down from the sky
Let’s fucking kill ourselves tonight
So, let shit beer pour down from the sky
I don’t wanna wake up tomorrow
I just want to wash away the night
And forget this fucking life
You’ve gotta give it to me
One last time again
You’ve gotta give it to me
One last time, my friend
You can’t make me
Apostrophe, eat pastrami
He passed on me - who?
Fuck this place, kill everybody
Fuck this place, kill every fucking one
Fuck this place, kill everybody
Fuck this place, kill me; I’m fucking done
You said you were empty inside
Well, are you feeling better now?
Are you feeling better now?
Well, I want nothing but
To live with purpose
But we’ll all die for nothing
And I want nothing more
Than to transcend this
But we’ll just fall
We’ll all die in a fucking hole
So give me sex
Sex, drugs, and rock and roll
Fuck you
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With time and efficiency
A burning comes alive in me
Your sins lie plain before me
For the open, frigid air to see
I just can’t listen, baby
I’m too tired, I’m so tired
You wanted a saviour
But nothing could save you
When you turned away from me
You wanted a saviour
But you’ve dug your own grave here
And you’ve made only enemies
Well, if you’re done already, go
With time and efficiency
Despair works its way into me
Your heart lies cold before me
Broken, withered, devoid of empathy
Now, your colours show
Where did your courage go?
Would have helped you with this burden
Put my trust in you
Sometimes, it’s easier to lie
But truth will find a way
Well, now I know
This is how it ends
But this is how it’s always been
And this is how it would be
Time and time again
If I let you stay
A saviour won’t save you
Hold your tongue, ‘cause baby
I’m so tired of you
I’m so tired, I’m so tired
With time and efficiency
Despair carves into me
And if you don’t already
I will make you hate me now
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More Like Anal Pest
04:41
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Decisions rise
Inside of the heart
Of a callous fire
Suppression flies
This is the unbridled
Extent of my ire
You trusted me
To touch you inside
Now, dying slowly
Are you not the least amused
At this bitter irony?
You trust; trusted me to
To touch you inside
You trust; trusted me to
Know when stop the knife
You said you saw through me
That my heart was true
But it’s through you I see
For I am tearing straight through
These flames
They lick at my open wounds
Burning slowly
You have but succeeded to wake
This baleful beast in me
You trust; trusted me to
To touch you inside
You trust; trusted me to
Know when stop the knife
You said you saw through me
But you couldn’t see
Your fate sealed the moment
Moment you first laid your eyes on me
I stand again alone, despite it all
These hands again
Have failed to break my fall
And I know that nothing I could do
Would make you one again
Just take my heart away
Dissecting the obsession
Forced us in this direction
How could we let these thoughts inside?
The only nectar that will
Quench my thirst remains
The sight of your blood
The sight of your fucking blood
I can hear you choke
Sputtering
“I trusted you… why?”
Can we start this life over again?
Fuck
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Fly
I can’t remember who I am
Can’t remember how I came to be
And hardly give a damn
But for the look in your face
As I’m floundering plain in your view
I cannot hold the weight I bear
My fragile bones are breaking down
My bloody flesh torn bare
Though I lose grip on myself
I will not be taken from you
So, I take to the air
Two steps away; I beg you, dear
Hold fast; just let me disappear
The light of seven thousand suns
Couldn’t light my path to you from here
Stop staring at me; I’d rather be dead
I’ll not have you watch me cling to the shreds
I’ll rip the bond between us
Wrap it like a rope around your neck
Step away from me
May you soon forget our memory
Stop; step away from me
Let me slip away
And let yourself be set free
It won't be long
Before my tortured soul
Falls through the veil of the grey
Will you remember
When my mind is broken
And my body has rotted away?
As I plunge to my death
I think of you one last time as
I beg your heart to forget
The pain you confine
As I leave you with nothing and die
I’ll leave you with nothing
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Anna Pest Montréal, Québec
An eclectic metal project based in Montreal, Canada.
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