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ABANDON ALL DOPE

You’re lyying in bed, fucking with your phone
With the eyes of Uncle Joe upon you
You hear the drones overhead collating data,
You were born clutching a blood clot during Katrina

You’re going to get out of here, you say to yourself
You gotta get outta here, you think to yourself
But there is no place left to go

Futureboy fall asleep, Frasier episode
Cats will cry by the food bowl
Hey hey hey, whoa whoa whoa now, Futureboy

You don’t know if it’s dark or light outside
The blinds closed, you say hello to a ghost in the room
The cats come in and scratch at your skin,
Both of their lives are dependent upon you
They’re shedding and shitting all over the place
Maybe they’d be better off somewhere else

You’re a body in the city, and you’re camouflaged in concrete
You lose yourself in a crowd, and you lose your dreams when you wake up
You walk around the mall in sweatpants, and nobody cares
Nobody wants to know  you
You’re a friend to no one 
An old woman looks away
You look into the Zale’s glass window, and see your distorted face

Now the books of the Bible are sure hard to read
And so is Robert Ludlum and The Lord of the Rings
You’re in a reefer haze, on a thirty month high
As sirens and tires squeal up the street
You kick cat litter with your feet
And you jerk off to “Pete and Pete” 

Yeh the murderman is coming for us, each and everyone
And the lawman is the same, only dressed in uniform
Shotguns and machetes, nerve gas, nowhere to hide
There’s a structure fire down the street and a pistol in your back pocket
A suburban business owner pinned to his liquor store sign
Sooner or later, the feds will have to step in

The world outside, you try to ignore
A woman gave birth to an eight armed baby and you changed the channel
But the priest keeps a picture of your son
And you know what you have to do
There’s a pack of kids in the backyard at night
Laughing and whispering at your window
“Hey Futureboy, all we want is to come inside”
Hey Futureboy, turn off the TV and hide

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from Occult Character - The Song Remains The Stain, released June 30, 2021

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