BLURRR

by Gowl

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Recorded and Mastered by Will Killingsworth at Dead Air Studios

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released 06 June 2014

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Track Name: Voltage Drop.
Behind every great woman
crawls a man.
On his piss soaked knees
digging out his "nature"
Slithering to hand off his leash.
To admit blame
for her raw palms.
He knows little.
Its possible
to water this
to full bloom.
But, for now lets talk about the weather.
Track Name: Spit on mE
Im not pretty
Merely an ashtray
Something you can use
choke out
or spit on
Both would be humored
Spit on mE

somewhere between
a garbage reciprocal
and a play thing
I reign those lands
Your heal dug deep
standing atop
like the flag on Iwo Jima

I'm consenting to mouth, tongue & teeth
Kiss me with your boot
Spit on mE
Ruin me For.
Track Name: LiMp
Quiver at the thought
No lover needed
Found peace in no options.
Safe word
no need to speak,
Safe place
with helpless as the goal
struggling-airless and "depraved"
word never muttered
Bond
the fight before the release
LiMp.
"Some people have to be tied up to be free."
Bond for catharsis
Mummified
-LiMp-
Track Name: Red Hot Loverrr
Pick my battles
but not my laxatives
Cancer is a laxative
It can flush the life right out of you
dainty & cultured in its exit
wiped clean
and flushed.
Track Name: Raging Like A Heart//Attack
You have no Idea
It will end with a sharp pain.
Little did you know
ur sacrificed
with techniques
that prove the earth is hallow
on this "axis"
swearing no logic for small pain
faith is slower then buckshot.
thick sweat
heavy breath
ur inner earth awaits
wipe your eyes
ur merely of meat.
Track Name: Adventures in Blues Traveling.
Nightschool taught
being refined meant
cracking the cap
getting hot and numb,
Telling the brain to take five.
its stay is shorter-
then requested.
It makes those traffic jams nicer
to get all loose and numb
swerving across the speedway.
that blushing face audible from the back seat
lit up like the sun.
Track Name: Easy Rider
With large grin
A deal was made
Manual stimulation
Easy Riding
To a happy ending
Blank Faced it exclaimed
"I am the pathogen king"
It rolled off its tongue
Nothing was rebutted
Silence faded
"I am a germ."
Pass the Climax
Track Name: Onyx Moonshine
One shot
go home
Lead burns red
an makes you dead.
Large bubbles with a short duration
equals faster inebriation.
By the light of the moon
your yield will increase
more spirits for the spirited.
White out or not
you will get your fill
to the end of it
you will...
Track Name: Adaptive "Civilized" Habits
Pocket Minds,
we were molded for them.
I wonder..
We had a dark ages once
but this one cradles
not plagues.
Counterfeit Networks
Face to Face
or Face to Screen
Truth is were we Amble.
but with glass eye
why even use our own.
Were Privileged.
Us, You
To be
What we see,
or are told too.
Pocket Mind..