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Trad Atonal

from Flat Earth by Pursesnatchers

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The car’s gone far enough
Dead spots on the radio
In the poetry olympics
You’re the only one who’s listening

Close enough
to be an honest judge
You said something about guardrails
There’ll be time enough to argue
when we’re there

Megachurches rise like foxgloves in the irrigated dust
We’re the true believers

I drank a bit too much
By the time we get to Venus
I’ll be ready for my screen test
Hold me up

The only way to catch mosquitos is to let them catch you first
Just be still and breathe in
Megachurches rise like foxgloves in the irrigated dust
We’re the true believers
No one here believes us

I devour you
You devour me
Like two black holes
Without a sense of urgency

The jokes gone far enough
I’ll show you where your timing’s off
You remind me of a person
That I used to be before I
Fucked it up

The only way to catch mosquitos is to let them catch you first
Just be still and breathe in
Megachurches rise like foxgloves in the irrigated dust
We’re the true believers
But no one here believes us

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from Flat Earth, released January 17, 2024

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