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from High Priests of Low​-​Life by Flight Distance

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lyrics

Patience:
A little birdie told me, "Sever ties" - then it died
Brain stem electrified, rest my mind
Backbone like cast stone, nevermind
Jumping buffalo, let it fly, bent my spine

I'm in a galaxy of collapsing stars
Falling dominoes in a synaptic charge
Let me trust someone
I treat my every scar like a motherfucking dust cover

High tech, low-life
No wife no kids, and rife with psychosis
I'm blind and I like dope things
The sordid type, with cold pints that the night gon' bring

But groundhog day gon' follow
Now I'm in the throws of an age-old problem
Déjà vu, we take home bottles
The cult with more quartz than Seiko watches

Hook:
So these are my friends?
A-alike, b-alike, deep as it gets
x3
So this is the end?
Hell nah, son, we 'bout to do it again

Bender:
Stigmata from a twist bottle
All I see is thick models, looking through these piss goggles
Fish taco and a rib combo
Caveman your missus to the whip, hit the crib pronto

This is it, papo, we gettin toe' up
Riding shotgun with my lawyer doin' donuts
Wake up with a horse head
Plus the ESC printed backwards on my forehead

All my friends were born dead, cold war vets
We're all ulcers in the belly of the beast
All my friends got their ladels in the cauldren
Black out 'til noon then hit the telly with a freak

In her belly gettin' deep it ain't healthy but it help me with
My sleep get it in 'til my celly gets a beep then its peace
I aint sayin that the miserys unique
Come and meet me at the spot and watch history repeat

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from High Priests of Low​-​Life, released November 15, 2014
Produced by Hancock. Additional production by Crack Moses. Written and performed by Patience and Bender. Scratches by Calkuta.

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