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Killed By money tangled and terse with a misplaced verse and a whispered curse and a nose ever runny. Not funny. Bouncing like an X eyed bunny. Flounder like a failure on the open water sunning. Push up off of the crux of the left wondering books and the grossly blundering crooks on the tiles which you cooked your little toesies 'til the look is roughly blacker than the heart you claim to have took. Slap me harder. Thoroughly shook.
Killed By sloth, slept in socks and ripped on bong 'til he home to Thoth, but maybe just lost the patience for the thought train derailment because the thought train is in stalemate; never hesitate when he wanna blaze to get his head straight. There's a million days to Saturday and there’s never any time to play or contemplate beyond the next payday. Staring down the barrel of his next five year stay humming carols like a holiday with a time share in Hade's realm for the home stay.

Killed By debt
Killed By sex
Killed By prescription medications only doing their best
Killed By tests
Killed By stress
Killed By relentless unrest
Killed By the heart that refused to beat on the chest
Killed By a lack of breath or by a lack of depth or by a lack of cheques or by a lack of rep or by a lack of, heck, without measure I was killed by the cracking under the pressure of depression
Killed By rats
Killed By gats
Killed By facts
Killed By fear
Killed By cats playing with that
Killed By plots
Killed By trust
Killed By cops
Killed By bus
Killed By rust in the potable water
Killed By the next thing replacing the best things
Killed By the noose created by my own puppet strings
Killed By the ghost of my past finding the playpen and pulling up on a monkey bar like fuck. I was

Killed By anxiety accredited to society. Cursed by wretched apathy until my own brain gets the better of me. Miles deep in the cross streets looking for the beach but only ever reaching more of the same decrepit buildings. I did all of my own things, I did little to nothing, I did riddles and rap beats amounting to nickel rings. It’s a fickle thing on the other seat but it can be lovely. I’ve given my soul to love to scream 'til voice weak and I can’t speak but still I struggle to make ends meet.
Killed By sleep while counting sheep and announcing self defeat as opposed to working one more week. Peep the meek shit, C'Est la Vie bitch, I’ll eat this whole dick 'fore I lay down rich. I stay grounded with a chain and a stick and I feed these demons with the hearts of your kids I said I got these demons from the town where I live and they said they don’t like hearts in the fridge. Only fresh.

Killed By debt
Killed By sex
Killed By prescription medications only doing their best
Killed By tests
Killed By stress
Killed By relentless unrest
Killed By the heart that refused to beat on the chest
Killed By a lack of breath or by a lack of depth or by a lack of cheques or by a lack of rep or by a lack of, heck, without measure I was killed by the cracking under the pressure of depression
Killed By rats
Killed By gats
Killed By facts
Killed By fear
Killed By cats playing with that
Killed By plots
Killed By trust
Killed By cops
Killed By bus
Killed By rust in the potable water
Killed By the next thing replacing the best things
Killed By the noose created by my own puppet strings
Killed By the ghost of my past finding the playpen and pulling up on a monkey bar like, "Hey dude. How you been?"

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from Maggoty Recombination EP, released April 20, 2017

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If I Look Strong; You Look Strong Calgary, Alberta

Formed in 2007.
Live Lineup: Noah on Modular Synthesizer,
Peter V. on Guitar.
Affiliated Players: Skyler Sandquist
Cait Copeland
Recent Previous Members:
Scott White
Dylan Gibbs
Connor Scott

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