Xylonym from Entropics by Shrimplenuts

With all these office lights I'm feeling down, one more week in here and I'm gonna fly
With all these stimuli and all these sounds, in this city of hellos and goodbyes
And all these faces and these business smiles, all unshaken if I live or I die
And these temptations pointing towards the clouds

I'm slicing fingers from my left hand, oooh
I'm slicing fingers from my right hand, ooh
I suck the blood out of the white glands, so that it doesn't stain the floor

The vulture's diving towards the crooked swan, weaving through the falling rocks in the sky
He rips a muscle from her slender throat, juicing calories that drip from her eyes
A mangled tapestry of rotting wire, it's the masterpiece she's leaving behind
I need the copper or I'm gonna cry

My arm is splitting from my left hand, oooh
My arm is splitting from my right hand, oooh
The nerves are sputtering from the strands, oooh, my stomach's feeling queasy

I don't want to be here anymore
I don't want to be here anymore
I don't want to be here anymore
I don't want to be here anymore

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