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I'm packing cold corpses in a crate and I'm another lump of meat waiting to be frozen
The lack of feeling makes it difficult for me to separate a finger from a sausage
I'm seeing signs of repeat pattern but someone was wrong in the degree of doneness
The breath of the mouth mixes with the smoke and gets thicker every second
A long paid vacation which you didn't pack anything for
I'm feeling the heaviness of the head and the whole body tilting after it
I'm walking down a long hall and I always have to find the floor above it
A long paid vacation which you didn't pack anything for
kostakaplan.bandcamp.com
The lack of feeling makes it difficult for me to separate a finger from a sausage
I'm seeing signs of repeat pattern but someone was wrong in the degree of doneness
The breath of the mouth mixes with the smoke and gets thicker every second
A long paid vacation which you didn't pack anything for
I'm feeling the heaviness of the head and the whole body tilting after it
I'm walking down a long hall and I always have to find the floor above it
A long paid vacation which you didn't pack anything for
kostakaplan.bandcamp.com
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