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Acid

This song was created for Game of Bands round 145 : "Track Must Build to a Climax at Some Point II"

Lyrics:

We inhaled the empty places
Eyes crossed to face the faceless
Expecting something from nothing becoming numb
Like so much acid on our tounges

Standing still we shook the static
Till the snow fell through the attic
And the cold hot vapor burnt our lungs
Like so much acid on our tounges

We drew deeply from the quiver
With our fingers on the triggers
Your mouth on the barrel of my gun
Like so much acid on our tounges
[Exit]

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