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Rinse & Repeat

by Son of Rams

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1.
Projectile 08:29
Walking sly Projectile Seemed so far Direct heat Burns so deep Breaks my heart Caked with hard, vagrant slime Really don't feel like dying Walking sly Talking jive Ain't no reason I remain Projectile Ain't no reason
2.
Goodness sakes, pussyfication, my mutilated mirror eyesore I will breed eliminated kiddos, tripod heroes, landlords Obsessed tribes, feminine sentiment lexis Excess style quota, trembling, my oh my Honey child fucking the furniture, give it a horse-slap across my teeth See me grab my scimitar 'til I feel it 'neath my feet deeply Obsessed tribes, feminine sentiment lexis Excess style quota, trembling, my oh my
3.
Cracked open, severed head enema Slow motion, looped it 22 times You caught me dozing on the vestibule, Curly Q Romantic notions under slaughterhouse skies Back to the front wearing hippy beads and Tarot daggers Feeding on scum, burning purities to be damn sure it's dead, Sir Hey, all you shit kickers, never stop dancing Lift up your wig and make the parking lot scream I tend to focus on insane fantasies Can't let you in, I bet you devastate easy Back to the front wearing hippy beads and Tarot daggers Feeding on scum, burning purities to be damn sure it's dead, Sir Can't understand our triptych union Collecting static from the gallery group Can't understand about a part-time puker like you Back to the front wearing hippy beads and Tarot daggers Feeding on scum, burning purities to be damn sure it's dead, Sir
4.
Priestess 05:14
Ooh Priestess will you ever learn how to talk correct? Black season, stacked pirouettes top of them bald head dregs Syndicated hand jive, occasionally she's a friend of mine Eases me when I slip down again I only came here to fade into the crowd Phantom phrases, depraved lips and purple flower power I may never be your baby Can't trace this psychic energy, Priestess Eases me when I slip down again
5.
Octagon 02:15
Blank Jitter eyes The surf breaks Upon her thighs Copped a bright octagon Copped a real, real bright octagon Plagues Laid waste Detained My muse Copped a bright octagon Copped a real, real bright octagon Ooh, I'm a disease Giggling clown, lie and deceive Trying to stand on my feet This time
6.
Happy amateurs, swollen blooms Swimming naked in a hotel pool My god, I need a girl like you Love your jealous face Ganja glazed Delicate little tyranny Doctor, why she always fill up my eyes? Subtle wreckage of her tell tale smile Proto-free range cinemaphile Love your jealous face Ganja glazed Delicate little tyranny Seen your video, you were just having fun Reached the pinnacle, cherry popsicle study Sad reality pulls my string Keep it undercover, permanent pain All other feeling has gone away Just your jealous face Ganja glazed Delicate little tyranny
7.
Calling on you 'cuz I'm outta cash Automatic, grab a hold and light it Tough shit when my momma says Ain't got nothing for your bourgeois crisis Smoking Zodiac Hyacinth Strapping up against half way Apaches Hit the limit on a streak of luck Found giant deficits, rusted chassis They mock this pain, this tacky hell Tractor beaming the coast I went soft playing pranks now I'm Johnny Reb Gotta keep my head clean climbing deep down in a hole Where the freaks will leave me alone Hand of God, odd extremities Whacking off upon a nauseous day trip Maybe we need another song Fuck this second hand Elliott gayness They mock this pain, this tacky hell Tractor beaming the coast I went soft playing pranks now I'm Johnny Reb Gotta keep my head clean climbing deep down in a hole Where the freaks will leave me alone
8.
Areola Spazz 02:39
Hacker black holes Hypotheticals Camp another spawn Die in the mines Actor P.O.T.U.S. punks Anybody but Nifty voter fraud Reach for the sky Areola spazz You lift the universe when you smile Kitty corner kid Ain't nothing major, just glad you made it Careful where you sleep Kamikaze dreams Got the rock star Chained to a memory Areola spazz You lift the universe when you smile Kitty corner kid Ain't nothing major, just glad you made it God is loose in your precious curvature Shook my blues on the day that you came Held your little life, my descended star Not a thing as beautiful and sweet as you just playing
9.
Tore down, trolling the sticks Dark clouds 'round the halo's edge Pretty bleak when you're banking on memes To get you free from the terror plot rumored to be Lord, I wasn't raised this crazy Certified, borderline even rational behavior Harassed by strangers the minute I stepped across the crack Paint it black Last time I seen it was this interstate route Some cheap seat city's braided latitude So rare, just a flash in the mirror That I took as a message of truth delivered Now I may require a couple days with a paralyzed brain Outrageous hours I've got my eye on the first place Vegetable jersey Last time I seen it was this interstate route Some cheap seat city's braided latitude So rare, just a flash in the mirror That I took as a message of truth delivered

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released July 20, 2017

Brett Daniels - Guitar, Bass, Keyboard, Vocals
Justin Eisenbraun - Bass, Keyboard, Vocals
Chris Johnson - Guitar, Drums
Lee Ketch - Guitar, Drums, Keyboard
Aaron Moon - Drums, Keyboard, Vocals
Spencer Scott - Keyboard, Drums
Jacob Pruitt - Drums, Keyboard

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