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we're all scared of death, whether you want to admit it or not. let's just hope whatever we hold and believe is right. else we're fucked.

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i've been waiting here
for what feels like my life
for the road to ruin
to swing wide its beautiful gates
and hurl me down in sulfuric splendor
or for that enormous lion to roar
ride that horse and grab hold of its pestilent mane
i've got the locust by the hand
and i'm laughing the whole way down
swinging my broad sword
decapitating the firstborns
how's that frog in your throat?
tracing your outline with my tongue
like your body is coated in honey
and i'm dying to have an aneurysm
the rivers turn to blood
and i'm here holding you
waiting to be hurled down in sulfuric splendor

credits

from holding my hands out: (2008​-​2016), released July 20, 2016
rachel zupan - "fuck your emotional bullshit" vox

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ian craig Columbus

piano, bass, drums + percussion, guitars, banjo, mandolin, ukelele, melodica, vocals, lyrics, all recording

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