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lyrics

maybe it’s the winter settling in
chilling your bones tightening your skin
I wouldn’t know
maybe it’s the shell that you put out
a protective coat to burrow in doubt
I wouldn’t know but
maybe it’s always been
each generation
sure they’re the last
watching their culture crumble to ash
trade love for trash

and so what’s worse?
that everything’s fucked
you bled it dry
you drained your luck
(well you don’t know)
or that there’s no curse
this is how it is
we’re all sad sacks
of sinew and shit
well I wouldn’t know but
maybe it’s always been
each generation
sure they’re the last
watching their culture crumble to ash
trade love for trash

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from Flagland​/​Washer Split 7", released May 5, 2015

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