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This is my bastion,
this is my revolution,
but it doesn't hurt.
It doesn't hurt to peel the skin.

It doesn't hurt to peel my skin off,
It doesn't hurt to peel my skin off.
I wanna hurt so peel my skin off,
I wanna hurt so rip it clean off.

Close these doors so we can
comfort you and we will
find out who, who did this
but it's all subjective.

This hunger seeps its way in,
Only your lies can sate it,
or I'm just tired again,
just so fucking tired.

Color me inside.

Break me down to pieces,
this is a cry so let it cave in.
Break me down to pieces,
this anger burns, its deep and gated.

I'm so alive,
I'm swallowed in the bellows.
Super ego, rigor mortis,
these are my friends.

Lock the door to my house,
tell Sam and cat I'm fine.
Lie through my fucking teeth,
cause why waste the time?
You're a fucking animal,
but at least I'm not surprised.
I'm not fine.

I'll be just fine.

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from Giant Robots and Existentialism, released February 28, 2017

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Crushed!? Albuquerque, New Mexico

Experimental Post Hardcore from Albuquerque, New Mexico, USA.
We're chaotic and unpredictable, sometimes party a bit to hard, and probably doing sound at the shows we're already playing. Follow us on everything! @crushedisdabomb

Joel Sheets - Vocals
Jake Snider - Guitar
Gabriel Aro - Guitar
Nik Vasko - Bass
Greg Silva - Drums
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