lyrics
There's last year's protagonist still lying in the street:
Won't admit that they ever tried but they'll soon admit defeat.
Stars of the gutter look to each other, hope that it won't last long.
Leftover culture shreds your adulthood, peace can't be bought for a song any more.
For we are subluxed, and we are rotten on the vine.
We are subluxed, every minute of our lives, It goes like this.
Aged opportunity has left a sorry scene where we are subluxed and seldom any more.
You and I must reunite in picking up the litter, let the circus in, of luxury unseen. Yeah, yeah, 'cause,
Stars of the gutter look to each other, tell them it won't last long.
And we are subluxed, we are rotten on the vine.
We are subluxed, can't we just apologise?
We are
And we are subluxed, can't we just apologise and close our eyes?
And they will take you for a daughter
and it will wring you out.
And I can't take another "happy birthday" sat covertly at their mercy.
This kind of culture shreds your adulthood, We are the vultures, circling for something.
Stars of the gutter look to each other, misfortune stings through anything, your fifteen won't last long.
And we are subluxed, we are rotten on the vine.
We are subluxed, every minute of our lives.
And we are, what we are, can't we just apologise
and close our eyes
and say goodnight
and say goodbye?
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Ribcage,
released April 24, 2018
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