ALBUM REVIEW: Pupil Slicer – Fleshwork
A lifetime spent naive to the malice of pure greed.
A lifetime spent naive to the malice of pure greed.
If Columbus was wrong, I’d drive straight off the edge.
Falling for the promise of the emptiness machine.
Let me know what you choose when you decide.
Stare at the sun, forget everyone.
Breathing’s not easy when you’re underwater.
A little late to change my ways, no going back to better days.
I want no peace, just sustain the impulse, an empty body in a full room.
I slit my wrists to see holograms of Nic Cage.