Ear shredding
Base of a shoegaze
Of a cavity
What goes up
Grinder can
Pump me full of smoke
Ending up on your back laying sideways
Ending on your own - lieing - cryways
You popped it of your own accord
To fathom or try and cobble some kind of target together
But that ain't your reckoning
At least not for another year
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