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Police State - Fine China Bath Nap (And Trumpets of God) lyrics

Artist: Police State

album: Machine Era


I'm sewn up.
The veins in my arms
All double-cross me;
My blood is fraud.
Will you hurry up?
The blood of swine sees
Expulsion, help to define
Me.
Keep breathing,
Your shattered bones creak.
Fine china hides what must be seen.
Keep slipping, no dropping nerve,
Fine china hides your way.
This is what you deserve.
I'M SICK AND TIRED OF THIS FUCKING RACKET DOMINANCE.
FINE CHINA SHATTER LIKE GLASS CUT, HIDE THE LEPER PROMINENT.
I'M ILL FROM ALL THIS UNEMOTIONAL TOXICITY.
I ACT ON MY OWN UNEMOTIONAL DUPLICITY.
Warm water
Inviting me.
Pushed to
A deeper stage of sleep.
Expensive, and boring,
Fine china needs to be
Born anew and broken,
It hid what's real from me.
Keep breathing,
Your moans are growing deep.
Your torn face,
Your bone-marrow sleep.
Quiet, and wet with nothing.
Squirm with cramped ego,
A body made from crushing.
Blushing, water fills in.
Decided, fine china hides what you should have
Never given in.
I'M SICK AND TIRED OF THIS FUCKING RACKET DOMINANCE.
FINE CHINA SHATTER LIKE GLASS CUT, HIDE THE LEPER PROMINENT.
I'M ILL FROM ALL THIS UNEMOTIONAL TOXICITY.
I ACT ON MY OWN UNEMOTIONAL STUPIDITY.
NO REMORSE WHEN PREPARING FOR THE FLOOD.
I TAKE MY OWN HAND.
THE ACT IS FINISHED, THE ACT IS FUCKING DONE.
AND NOW, TO TAKE A NAP.
Horizon, sunbathed brow.
This blood sleeps in an open field.
Water-logged pores face the trees.
This open field that doesn't exist.
No bliss, no thought through me.
Warm water embrace, cold like steel.
No light, but candle-blessed.
Sloshing around in all I have left.
CODA, COATED IN SHIT.
I'VE BETRAYED MY OWN, MY BRITTLE SPIRIT.
DOUBLE-CROSSED, EXPOSED MYSELF.
MEMORY POURS OUT, ONLY WATER FLOODS BACK.
BONES STILL CREAK, I'VE BROKEN THE SEAM.
SWINE EXPELLED IN SOME EXQUISITE DREAM.
NAPPING, ALL I'VE LEFT.
FINE CHINA HIDES THE HINTS OF MY REGRET...

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