Pattern Against User Lyrics – At the Drive-in

the proposition
handcuffed to the park bence
hypodermic people poking
fun at the living
please lift the weight out of this
it takes the weight out of living
are we just infants
that are ripe for the training
the opposition
can't feel the tenticle reach
suction cup the numb arms
of the elderly
please lift the weight out of this
it takes the weight out of living
let these walkers trip on
endless proof

pattern against user- dilated
bastard waiting for nothing
circus carny guarding
the gates of heaven
like stuck in limbo abduction
wormed our way through
distant earth

this intuition
limps with the cane of suspicion
folding space in the crease
of this page
it takes the weight out of this
it takes the weight out of-
trickling the ticking of this
grandfather clock
the opposition
can't feel the tenticle reacg
suction cup the numb arms of
the elderly

[chorus]

and if this clock keeps ticking away
will time be hesitated
of all the minutes that were
taken away
will your watch be waiting
sand falls through
time portals
these landfills - immortal
and if this clock keeps
beating down
let the branded time
keep playing
of all the minutes that
were taken away
will your watch be waiting

Sleepwalk Capsules Lyrics – At the Drive-in

taser taser kindergarten nap nap time
pacifier pacifies, yeah it pacifies
highchair crumbles unannounced
like a draft from outside
pacifier pacifies, yeah it pacifies
beacon shined a light from the faulty tower
pacifier pacifies, yeah it pacifies
colossal in tons, unknowing it wants
pacifier pacifies, yeah it pacifies

atop this podium
built of fixation
(they like to choke)
all utensils fixed on you

cranes perched in scows, in the windows they would peek
pacifier pacifies, yeah it pacifies
snuck inside the sound of sleep
pacifier pacifies, yeah it pacifies
don't sweat the hemorrhaging gland
don't sweat the hemorrhaging gland
pacifier pacifies, yeah it pacifies
feast upon your illness and let the puppet strings sag
pacifier pacifies, yeah it pacifies

atop this podium
built of fixation
(they like to choke)
all utensils fixed on you
(they like it)

atop this podium
split in confession
(they like it)
dripping with drool from the nerves of this sentence
dripping with drool from the nerves of this sentence

lazarus threw the party
lazarus threw the fight

lazarus threw the party
lazarus threw the fight

lazarus threw the party
(snuck inside the sound of sleep)
lazarus threw the fight

lazarus threw the party
(snuck inside the sound of sleep)
lazarus threw the fight

lazarus threw the party
lazarus threw the fight

lazarus threw the party
lazarus threw the fight

cloak a dagger plot her sovereign majesty
pacifier pacifies, yeah it pacifies
bullet ridden with vermin be it the peasant stark frenzy
pacifier pacifies, yeah it pacifies
held onto its tusks, naked and disrobed
pacifier pacifies, yeah it pacifies
and the emperor still wears no clothes
pacifier pacifies, yeah it pacifies

atop this podium
built of fixation
(they like to choke)
all utensils fixed on you
(they like it)

atop this podium
split in confession
(they like it)
dripping with drool from the nerves of this sentence
dripping with drool from the nerves of this sentence

confess (confess)...confess (confess)
dripping with drool from the nerves of this sentence
confess (confess)...confess (confess)
dripping with drool from the nerves of this sentence

Invalid Litter Dept. Lyrics – At the Drive-in

intravenously polite it was the walkie-talkies
that had knocked the pins down
as their shoes gripped the dirt floor
in the silhouette of dying
dancing on corpses' ashes

yeah, they had plans for him
they has spun the last of the pimps
polyester, satin nailed jewelry lips
while the guillotine just laughed again
dancing on the corpses' ashes

paramedics fell into the wound
like a rehired scab at a barehanded plant
an anesthetic penance beneath
the hail of contraband

they had been defected and excommunicated
and all the pulses were subverted
and they made sure the obituaries
showed pictures of smoke stacks

a vivid dissection that mocked
the strut of vivisection
semi-automatic colonies
and a silencing that still walks the streets

in the company of wolves
was a stretcher made of
cobblestone curfews
the federales performed
their custodial customs quite well

callous heels
numbed in travel
endless maps made
by their scalpels

on my way
nails broke and fell
into the
wishing well

Mannequin Republic Lyrics – At the Drive-in

they'd call it a wasteland
auslander plates
you know its armor was human
drove stakes into the main camps
eyesockets sank into
the back of its head again
this frequency was jet lagged
yes the wrinkles mate
was the owner's manual

frequent flyers in denial
and all the while
emergency is evident
revenants were the statues
radar learning of huddles masses
sutured all the patience
of this nursing home
emitted from the pages
of this burial ground

labor concentrated
in this sheepless chapel
they call it a wasteland

Enfilade Lyrics – At the Drive-in

this could last us all a lifetime
limbs intact, untouched
on the screen of a video tape
confined to bedposts
we wait as lepers
upheld at knife's reach
we covet all the status quo
this syringe will take a lifespan
it's filled with bait and tackle
try and catch us if you can

sacrifice on railroad tracks
freight train coming
unconscious tied and gagged
freight train coming

meet us at the corner
of fifth and pontiac
make sure that no one else
is with you
if you wish to see them alive
again
then humor me with this request
humor me with this request
in basements we will hide
amnesia in our alibis

they kept a close eye
on your get well incentive

Rolodex Propaganda Lyrics – At the Drive-in

Pinch history feel the pinch blistering
Pinch me in my dreams cause i'm still not listening
X marks the spot on your calendar days
A beard half eaten smiled crawling with legs

Temper temper temperature

Manuscript replica
(Cu-cu-cu-cu-cut it)

In infrared is how we saw the night that lit up scarecrow plots
The nerve that pinches crippled hobbled frolicked flat on its own face
In infrared is how we saw the night that lit up scarecrow plots
The nerve that pinches crippled hobbled frolicked flat on its own face

Jigsaw pattern dominoes left a trail
The whites of their eyes polaroids of the tale
For our amusement we bring stares to the defendants
Mechanical panaceas absolved by history
Phonetic paralysis inflicted through morality
The seed that it nurtured was a wilted bouquet

Temper temper temperature

Manuscript replica
(cu-cu-cu-cu-cut it)

Squirming through cuts in a throat cut it... cut it...

Quarantined Lyrics – At the Drive-in

autonomous machete for hands
warden and judge hide behind masks
wet raindrop lull
small rationing
exhumed the rhetoric of
break the weak in single file
sanction this outbreak- a virus conspires
push becomes shove, days become months
i seem to have forgotten the warmth of the sun

feeding frenzy, it's contagious
have trigger, will travel
single sparks are spectral fires

shackled the grapple and the sentinels found
binoculars watch cardboard towns
strung up in webs the net was flung
over the auditorium
slave trade the weak, no call to arms
sanction this outbreak; a virus conspires
push becomes shove, days become months
and i seem to have forgotten the warmth of the sun

a single spark can start a spectral fire
have trigger, will travel

Cosmonaut Lyrics – At the Drive-in

we sample from the shelves
tore a page out of this chapter
deface the essays in the book that you're reading
we are the leaches that stop the bleeding
deficit attention program
by any means necessary
blare sirens to the library
whisper instructions to the book-wormed glossary

is it heavier than air - tell us, is the black box lying?

aeronautics hacked
the spine of paragraphs
prepare to indent, a coma that read-
floating in a soundproof costume
here comes the monolith
brass knuckles for the hissie fit
an abbreviation for the landing of fleets
incoming

position the stitches - like miles of torpedoes
permission was hinted
lungs that hollered in a sleeper hold

is it heavier than air - am i supposed to die alone?

Non-Zero Possibility Lyrics – At the Drive-in

I'm just tired of counting bodies
is this mausoleum tardy
let's just paint you a pretty face
flies dip tongues into tear ducts
in toothpicks fought unborn

contusion is hungry
they still eat their young
proto-culture null and void

all veins in highway laps
this breath collapsed again
this hex was delivered spent
orchestra influenza
drawn and quartered pets
it dwells and grows

this is the pocket-sized edition
rapid sleep through benediction
let's just paint you a pretty face
museums mark their bodies down
all the tenants found
all the distance in their prefix

contusion is hungry
they still eat their young
proto-culture null and void

all veins in highway laps
this breath collapsed again
this hex was delivered spent
orchestra influenza
drawn and quartered pets
it dwells and grows

fever bliss into central nervousness
bitten on the entrance
I was bitten on the entrance
fever bliss into central nervousness
bitten on the entrance
I was bitten on the entrance

bitten on the entrance
I was bitten on the entrance
bitten on the entrance
bitten...

Rascuache Lyrics – At the Drive-in

of fences with switches
turn them on
the moats of your homes
poured salt on
these slugs
mugshot fatigue
shimmering

pacemaker pace yourself
you were slowly clawing
your way out

tourniquet of gossip
on a board of checkered
chess
salt ring probing
in case of emergency
stampede is coming
mastadon infantry
radiate this frequency
and show me just what
the hell you mean

pacemaker pace yourself
you were slowly clawing
your way out

here comes the bride
here comes the bride
lavender and smothered in
black turpentine

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