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Rancor!

by The Lowdown Dirty

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1.
You came in just like a thief, to steal the heart I keep on my sleeve. I keep my gun by the bed, the bedside manner is a bullet to the head, I remember that. It's just like you always said, I am the voice expressing disappointment. So wipe the blood from your chin. Don't mistake outrage for action because they're not the same. It takes a hateful hand for making mice of men and all deceptive words to make success so sad again. Idle hands you see as they betray me daily across an empty page with labored breath and wounded knee. Won't you climb down off of the cross? You overstate it, the greatest of props. You're not a martyr you just can't admit that your life is a loss. It's safe to say you're everlasting. As you will, you would, you are. Underneath, and not just for a lack of trying. Make my conscience leave a shame the shit went down this way. Privilege lends itself to sacrilege. The angry organ plays a chord again with red intent. Won't you climb down off of the cross? You're overstate it, the greatest of props. You're not a martyr you just can't admit that your life is a loss. It's safe to say you're everlasting and you will, you would, you are all the weight of failure's sour taste.
2.
Trailer Moon 02:44
What a slice of the god damned life. The apple of your eye. The most beautiful piece of trailer trash is alive. Penniless, rich in love. Sour taste on the tongue. Cover up both my eyes, cause I'm medicated blind. Oh, mercy me. My goddess is garbage I'm hooked like a fiend. Oh, mercy me. Lend my back to the woman with daggers for heels. Put me back in my place, I am yours to suffocate. Yet again you're a slave, one foot in the grave. Call the law or a priest. Suddenly I found my faith. Sucker me into a dream, all along it's a shame. Oh, mercy me. My goddess is garbage I'm hooked like a fiend. Oh, mercy me lend my back to the woman with daggers for heels. Put me back in my place, I am yours to suffocate. Yet again you're a slave, one foot in the grave. Knighted by the queen of doublewides. A title I wear with pride. Got lost in the star inside both your eyes. What a slice of the god damned life. The apple of your eye. The most beautiful piece of trailer trash is alive. It's alive, its alive. She's alive, she's alive.
3.
So keep your hands to yourself. I think you're lost down in your wishing well. Down where it's hotter than hell. Down where it's ten thousand degrees. I see you reaching for a drink, wish you were reaching for me, when you are liquid to me, won't you come find me and drown me out? Your palms outstretched in this cell that you call home again. You're a cliché you can tell that we're both codependent.. Won't you lie? Won't you lie to me again? Open your home to the thief, because you know he won't steal again where he's protected. Down where she's swimming in the bottle again. Don't cast a look to your father he won't advise again. While he's buried to the neck with the work that he chose for himself over and over again. Your palms outstretched in this hell you call home again. You're a cliché you can tell that we're all codependent. Won't you lie? Won't you lie to me again?
4.
Rancor! 04:00
Among the dust and the sand, you are the blood on my hand, and with me your judgement is clear. I am the wings of the swarm in the air. I am the dredge. Immeasurable in all of it's strength. I am the child, that surrendered to the grave. I am a crashing wave that's taken homes among your bravest men and left you broken, afraid. Desperate, desperate reduced to rubble again. Desperate, desperate. Monstrous entombed in the sand. Your death has washed ashore. Desperate, desperate. Welcome to the hit list, bearing witness, kneel down and pray. Feet off the edge, look at the abyss calling your name, fight off the wild to surrender to the grave. I am a crashing wave, the driving force, amassing legion, searching for pain. Desperate, desperate reduced to rubble again. Desperate, desperate monstrous entombed in the sand. Your death has washed ashore.. Desperate, desperate. Welcome to the hit list, bearing witness, kneel down and pray. Among the cracks in the land, you find the devil's upper hand. You hear a voice in your head, I am the breath on the back of your neck. Rancor! Herculean, savage gore. A fitting end for you and yours and I am the tidal wave. A tidal wave at the captain's door.
5.
Matches 04:04
Shed your skin when the arm is a noose and a limb. The dividends. The venom wins you are a part of it. The things we choose to call an accident. When your thoughts are incredible friends, that's when they leave you high and dry again, misfortunate. We thought he slid in safe on the road he's going down but I can't keep up. The venom wins you are a part of it. The things we choose to call an accident. If your creator, he filed your lungs with smoke, did he do it to make you love the air? If he saw fit to reduce your world to a drug, did he do it to show you that you were loved? A friend to your left and you know he was better then or am I holding my breath again? Mistakes to your right, if you learn to regret them, you won't make them again.
6.
Thespiana 03:53
Don't you leave upset. Could you love me up and down? A careful anarchist, a jagged alphabet, as crooked as your words. But if I forget the words, or the birth, the feeling of losing the earth beneath the verb. Why can't your eyes just see all that your lips have done to me? That look you brought to bed was better left unmet. That thought inside your head was better left unsaid, but this monster must be fed. I am ever, forever after you. I am forever, ever after you. Is this as good as it gets? Must you beat me up and down all over this house? She spoke my name until I hated hers in turn. The feeling of scorching the earth to watch yourself burn, and the ashes are what we breathe before the lies you speak. The blood rush to your head, a vision blurred in red. My consciousness depressed, but this monster must be fed again. I am ever, forever after you. I am forever, ever after you. You won't leave upset. Yeah, you hate me up and down. Entertain a clown, you're a part of the circus now.
7.
Love The Sin 05:08
Make me a monolith. Solidify a sinner. Sing your prayers through my bitten lips. Make me the catalyst, the reason for your habits. Sing your prayers when all the room twists. Then you call me a hypocrite, the reason you're still bitter. Sing your prayers if the shoe fits. Call me a hypnotist, the reason you still shiver. Scream my name when the clock ticks. Just as you pick the roses, the thorns get their grip on you. Just as the door has opened, the room doesn't have the view that you wanted. This house is haunted, and I know why the truth is lost on you. While you make the subject, and paint me into a corner in the frame that's lost it's luster. Won't you make me suffer? Do your worst under the covers, then scream my name when you're with your lover. Then you call me a hypocrite, the reason your're still bitter. Sing your prayers if the shoe fits, yeah. Call me a hypnotist, the reason you still shiver. Then scream my name when you're with your lover. Just as you pick the roses the thorns get their grip on you. Just as the door has opened the room doesn't have the view that you wanted. This house is haunted and i know why the truth is lost on you.
8.
Undergrowth 04:39
Feeling undergrowth. Needing room for more, but I can't make that feeling right to me now. Under the weight of all I can't explain. Tonight, a shot in the dark is my light. Don't let me down this time. If I were made of steel, you wouldn't have to bend my will, but I'm as fragile as the wings I wore when you so loved me still. But my life isn't mine to own. Under lights that stifle the glow. A design to keep me on hold. And now I know what you're worth, I'm ecstatic. Now I know what you're worth and it's tragic. Now I know what I'm worth I'm ecstatic. Now I know what I'm worth and it's tragic. But my life isn't mine to own. Under lights that stifle the glow. A design to keep me on hold. With the bride that I'm forced to love, and her eyes as cold as stone. Her desire to keep me on hold. What's the point of moving forward when we're all slaves to the seeds we sow? I escape to the place I know. And now I know what you're worth, I'm ecstatic. Now I know what you're worth and it's tragic. Now I know what I'm worth I'm ecstatic. Now I know what I'm worth and it's tragic.

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released September 5, 2019

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