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Mister Reindeer

from Life Is No Way To Treat An Animal by CZAR

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Fate sits in a dark room
Crooked fingers counting
Rubbing two coins together
Silver as the devil's scripture
the rain slicks the ground like blood in black and white.
Violence measured in miles per hour
In this lipstick criminal moonlight.
Up ahead, a neon sign screams, "BREED!"
as I recall orgasms on pink sheets.
My girl fortune,
She left home
with a suitcase
and a gun
Just to serve
Hatesex on the beach
At the Dead End Hotel
No Vacancy
No Vacancy
No Vacancy
There's a salacious convention at the gates of hell.
(No Vacancy)
I mean Texas.
The inconsistencies of our alibis stretch forever outward,
Like the cracks in our windshield.
I keep chancing glances at the blonde riding shotgun
With angel eyes staring bright into headlights.
Thinking we lived our lives like mistakes, just waiting to happen.
Unsmoked cigarettes burn to ash at our knuckles.
The sky has since dried it's eyes and assumed the color of a half-healed bruise.
Dawn comes and goes.
Just keep driving towards the sun, til I go blind, or burst into flames.
Night falls every now and again with startling frequency.
The last moon hung in my head for three whole days.
Worms and all.
The world is flat and we're trying to find an edge.
We know HOW the world ends, just not WHERE the world ends.
There's a factory at the edge of town that can manufacture this "elephant in the room"
or is it more of an elephant graveyard?
If love is alone
Regret is in tow
This road never ends
So I'll drive really slow.
Brick by brick
and stone by stone
We'll make a home
Of this yellow brick road.
A phone rings in the desert
rubbing two coins together
But the voodoo wives are gnawing at the bone
One last wink of a silver dollar
"Fuck me"
Forever sleep....
The guilt like cold breath
on our necks
Phantom ropes tighten as
The hangman's watch ticks.
Buckle up and drive again.
Fate sits in a dark room
With a haggard hand
That keeps moving peace
Just out of reach.

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from Life Is No Way To Treat An Animal, released January 20, 2017

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CZAR Tacoma, Washington

Progressive noise metal band from Tacoma, WA.


Watch our music video for "Never Shoot the Pilot" at:
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