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Don't cover for me now
Because I actually wanna' be found out
And bound by contract
Mix some weed with Dextromethorphan
I'm down and out but now my hatchet's thrown
Chopped up my spite for mortal enemies
A bomb, our violent past implodes
Vanquishing fear, but fuck my memory
It's gone, it's gone, it's gone

It's just money nothing phenomenal
But low stakes loving that's just improbable
Like west coast loving nothing illogical
But west coast fucking that's mythological love
I'm in love with myself
With myself

Don't cover for me now
Because I actually wanna' be found out
And bound by Rx
Upgrade to promethazine
Was down, so down and out, but now my hatchet's thrown
Chopped up my spite for mortal enemies
A bomb, our violent past implodes
Vanquishing fear, but fuck my memory
It's gone, it's gone, it's gone

Stole you some blood soaked money for spittin' the topical
It's hood rich money short lived and nominal
This west coast money's inflated and bountiful
But west coast money that's mythological love
It's not love, but it sells, but it sells

Don't cover for me now
Because I actually wanna' be found out
And bound by DTs
Sip some more promethazine
Was down so down without but now my hatchet's thrown
Chopped up my spite for mortal enemies
A bomb, our violent past implodes
Vanquishing fear, but fuck my memory
It's gone, it's gone, it's gone...

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from The Changing Hour EP, released February 15, 2012

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