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Tavern Song

from Decimation Days by Hot Cops!

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Bleed me, Delilah,
until I become the Rubicon
James keep playing God In Chicago
Our orange city spinning out

And we drink
The American Oak extinct
No empty glass until we pass

A row of innocuous men
start to scream in unison
And this room keeps getting darker
In daylight

And we dream
Because we cannot hope
This grid at night where we give out
And we drink
The American Oak extinct
This grid at night where we give out

There will always be death to comfort us

and I'm sorry but we're all out of catharsis
Only uncoupling with no correction
and I'm sorry but we're all out of catharsis
Only a stinging reverberation

They say that god is in the
They say the devil’s in the
Details but it’s all noise to me

But is this chaos comforting?
This thread that we're unraveling
Could be a cord, could be a snare

They say that god is in the
They say the devil’s in the
Details but it’s all noise to me

Are you the faithful waiting
Heart and voice cavitating
it'sallit'sallit'sallit'sallit'sallit'sall
The same old shit, the same old shit
THE SAME
THE SAME
the same
tHe sAmE
T H E S A M E T H E S A M E T H E S A M E T H E SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAME

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from Decimation Days, released July 14, 2023

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