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lyrics

simple goodbye, could have salvaged so much time
simple pleasures, holy devils, how contrived

what’s one more pretty face lost to the ugly race?
with nothing left to run, it’s not fun
it’s a fever spreading like tar
it’s a fever, dripping down from above

pieces, extra, fit beneath the window box
living treasures in the dark just feel like rocks

what’s one more dusty faith clutched tighter in the maze
whose wall are portrait lined?
it’s not fine, it’s a fever spreading like tar
it’s a fever dripping down from above

it is a tradition, it is a lark
it is no one’s fault, some things must evolve
people are obsessed with preference
the tension’s building up
we have had enough
people don’t believe what they see
but they see what they want
i lie all the time

writhing, twitching… serving up their favorite dish
never ending repeat of their final wish

what’s one more eager face served upon the witch’s plate?
devoured by acid drool, it’s not cool
it’s a fever, sticky like tar
it’s a fever dripping down from above

in the beginning things were so nice
it is no one’s fault so much has evolved
people are obsessed with preference
the tension’s building up
we are all fed up
people don’t believe what they see
but they see what they want
so I lie… all the time

sometimes things go slow
it’s the life we’ll never know

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from Den of Maniacs, released March 23, 2010

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Dan Jacob Wallace Chicago, Illinois

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