Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yves Tumor
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sean Bowie
Composer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Part of you
Part of a dying race
Still yearns
Still yearns
Crashed, stillborn release
Crashed into the waves
On the turgid sea
Conned again
Fleeting answers mean nothing
Rip the sinew of that moment
Keep ripping
And pulling and gouging
Unreleased, unreleased, unreleased
[Verse 2]
Keep facing me
Turn away
Turn away and quell that rhythmic force
That unborn con
Crack and scream each time
Force a break
And inject me
Curdled, longing
Can't smoke
Can't fucking elate
Pumped and dry born intoxication
Midriff cut atop
And stand there
Unknowing, unhelping
Caught wincing again
[Verse 3]
Degraded, exploited and forced to cower
Reign in each breath, augmented
Cracked open and split
Unknowing, uncaring
Gaunt and careless
Fucked into incompletion
Robbed blind and rhythmic
Indulged, unknowing breath
Stunned again, shocked again
Machinic, unconvinced
[Verse 4]
Run fetid fingers down the God spine
Run fucking holes into whatever
Stands there left
Unfulfilled, unfilled
Filled with a dread beyond the starving light
Raging eclipses cannot bury me
Cannot engage the coward
Cannot force the hand to stab itself
Unmerciful, unmerciful
Unmerciful, unmerciful
Caught for a moment in delusion might
Skinning whole and wearing that skin as a banner
Castrate the scum
And bring it back
Force fed and longing for death
Rip a tidal unknowing from its breast
And draw that image
Scrape that image
Written by: Oscar Khan, Sean Bowie