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Commie Fuckface Anti​-​Christ

from Cigarette Breath + Cigarette Clothes by Seethruskin

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lyrics

an autobiography.

When your tears are pens ink and there's sand in your fist
You've been romanticizing stories about the boys you could've kissed
And when the only thing you know is that you hate to exist
You know I always stop and wonder about the girl I could've been
You know I always stop and wonder about the woman I could've been

I sang to you through my blistered lungs
I watched you cry, I sat pathetic and dumb
I graced my own goodbyes with your signature, your stature
I fled through crowds of bodied men
Police, machine guns and tear gas cans
I knew I'd make it out alive but I really didn't fucking wanna
And the sonnets came too forced, when they came to me at all
I found you too rough to the touch
Your hair, grainy alcohol
You found me dead enough as I was,
Alone and ill prepared
I was having too much fun those nights, sick, lonely and scared

Cuz Jesus came to me today, around 1 in the afternoon
He told me you're just too goddamn worthless to deserve to come out your cocoon
I believed him when he told me, I shook his hole ridden hands
I saw him shed no tears for me, never righteous, understand
Newly rightful understatement


And I saw your words, drawn paradise
My own shrill voice, cacophony
My rhythm and my movements fell out of step and out of line
The time never accelerated, fuck off, bullshit overstatement
I sat and watched my skin dry, drop like cigarette ashes to the floor
Her footsteps followed through the trees
I got cold to touches, on my knees
I knew I'd get up some day but I really didn't fucking wanna
So I maimed my face, I faced my fears,
I bled my wounds, I aged my years
I never once consented, my youth was taken nevertheless
I felt pretentious, headless, out of frame
A wandering bird, I swallowed names
I begged for scraps to starve on
Rewrote classics in my head


And the devil came to me today,
Around 9:30 at night
He said I gave you all the songs you heard, you're gonna be alright
I told him I simply couldn't believe him and I shook his knife like hands
It's all alone I found myself at the whim of perfect pictures I couldn't force myself to understand
I forced my own perspective
It was mine to lose in the first place
I knew I'd make it through that night
But I really didn't fucking wanna

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from Cigarette Breath + Cigarette Clothes, released July 26, 2016

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