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• Artiste: Capillary Action
• Titre: Methheads & Mormons
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Our fat, fleshy bodies sweat it out in desert heat Dread drips off the sides and back into the cargo We travel in silence to parts unknown Methheads and Mormons It's agreed that this is a suicide mission But we're past the point of no return now Second thoughts punctuate and penetrate The stinging sensation that no one has come equipped Blood flows up out of the salt lake Oh we were helpless Goners before we even knew what hit us When I close my eyes all I see is blood flow up out of the salt lake Blissful abyss, an abscess with sharp teeth Blank smiles, no guarantees Methheads and Mormons From a safe distance ignorance is bliss Calm punctures nerves All of us expecting to hit paydirt We stretch across miserable streets We're smothered by brand names They all scramble for the exit We all feel trouble lurking in Kinkos' shadows Our paycheck wrapped in sallow skin I'll be the only one here held accountable No one has come equipped Methheads and Mormons From a safe distance ignorance is bliss The blinding light conceals your fate, your misfortune