From the recording CANDLE WAX MEMORY MELTDOWN

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Lyrics

Our memories of breakfast sex
tied up in tangled mosquito nets
Melt away in mid-day's rays
orange juice lips, dog days
Memories of love and fear
disaster always looming near
and your t-shirt always crumpled
"cool indie band name here"

A CONSTANT SEARCH
FOR SOMEONE TO BLAME
IT DIDN'T HAVE TO BE LIKE THIS
TWO CAN PLAY THIS GAME

In take-away foam boxes
fire ants and night foxes
last nights glass brown bottled blood
you caused this whole fucking flood
fragments of ugly truth
bubbles through sewer youth
below stained man-hole grills
beady eyes, creature filth

A CONSTANT SEARCH
FOR SOMEONE TO BLAME
IT DIDN'T HAVE TO BE LIKE THIS
TWO CAN PLAY THIS GAME
TO YOU IT'S ALL THE SAME