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Global Swarming (Swarm 4)

by the MurderChord

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two dollar veggie bags, enough to feed a pack of rabid vegans, and its not the smoking that kills you, no, its the bad karma from stealing every other mutherfuckers lighter. i recollect once being vaugly correct, but a playful left jab or hook, now i have no memorys left, its just like a headache with pictures for two or three moments, the carpet will be ruined. When your hell-bent on killing those innocent flowers, and displaying their carcass like its some sort of SICK decoration, then how can you call yourselfs the fair-er sex? you sexy bitch! i cant believe that its come to this.
Blame Me 02:16
i get the feeling that they'l blame me. electric city, they devised, i get the feeling yeah, iv started believing they'l Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me, Blame me
i was bitten in a song not long ago, i was skiting about how fast and fresh i was, but when your the walking dead, you have to walk on forever, and sometimes eating some brains is the only way to feel better. and as i start to decay, of course, my memorys fade, i start to talk, but there's only one thing i can say, and every body starts to look the same, like a nervous trembling sack of glands and brains, the clock stops spinning at 6:66Am (thats dancehall time, again) and i wonder did you notice/know you left your blood on my old clothes and it seems like such a shame to have to rip your head off to get at your brains. and now im slower than ever, and i cant look at you the same and although you used to know me, you'l have to sever my head, or destroy my brain, cause the stench of death it rattles you in your skin, a violent end, and unexpected new beginning, that shotgun it should have killed me, instead it just left me limping. but soon we'll be like long lost relatives, with nothing to loose, and just a little to gain. mmm. brains.
being able to feel stuff, did something to us, at a low fucking level. i cant quite understand why this place exists, but it makes you breath like you mean it, it makes you do it on purpose, and no, i never felt smaller, but i never felt like an animal no, i never felt like an animal so, i lay here behind this huge fence, i have too make the switch between a debt... (and no debt) and whats the point in NOT doing that? a suddenly it all makes sense, not dollars, thats cause im talkin about life here, not economics, so why dont you use up all the fuel dockets, empty out your wallet, and while we're there, lets close the lids on our laptops, there'l be one giant CLICK, collectively a sigh of relief. and i have become, this one drunk mean dog.
Killing Time 03:28
you can hear them fine on the recording i rekon, and if your def, im surprised your reading this, surly its not the amazing artwork that brought you here? what are you doing?!


This record was done all-loud, all-live, all-in the same room at theDANK. there are two overdubs on the record, one is harmonies, and one because i didnt have the words ready for the last part of 'action movie' yet.
If you come to the live show, and we have a good sound man, this is exactly what it'l be like.


released August 17, 2012

Sims - Drums
Dave - Everything else.


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