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beyond repair
BY
efesar
MUSICAL GENRE
Digital/Electronic
MUSICAL STYLE
Digital Experimental
ADDITIONAL INFO
[Welcome to Fear Studios]
ALBUMS
 the somnambulists dream the somnambulists dream
Digital/Electronic [LP]
circa 2006
This song was added to our database on July 1, 2005, and the song's information was last updated 12 years ago. efesar is responsible for keeping this song's information up to date. This page has been viewed 3203 time(s).

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DESCRIPTION
a song written in an experimental style, combining hardcore bass synths with a slow, pedantic rhythm.
CREDITS
written and performed by efesar.
COPYRIGHT
© copyright 1993-2005 by efesar
LYRICS
when the [backs] that [held] the [walls] are [broken]
all the [castles] i built [crumble] to the [ground]

i [cast off] this [skin] -- in [one] whole [piece]
i [laugh] -- and [cry] -- its [all] the same to [me]

my [weight] -- so [great] -- my own gravity [crushes] me
it [seems], perhaps, [that] i'm a [shape] pressed into [fate]

and here [i ask you] - [to look up] and [down] my halls
and see a [million] trillion little [torn] scraps -- once [me]
all this and you haven't touched me
not in head
not in chest
not in sex
not at all

[everyone] around me [caters] to my [desires]
so i [mock] that i [don't] deserve [this]

do they [sense] all this and [know] its time to [lie] in [wait] like [dogs] at a [dead] [beast]'s hoof?

suffocating squeezes and [fang] [toothed] [smiles]
[mark] the trail of [hunger] that [this] metaphor [endows]

[hands] so tight [against] these [walls] so [bright]
it's like [your god came] down and [made] the [world afraid]

all this and you haven't even touched me yet
not in head
not in chest
not in sex
not at all

do i resent you?
not at all

do i hate you?
not at all

do i want to kill you?
yes i do

do i want to kill them all?
yes i do

do i want i want to kill myself?
yes i do
RELEASED
August 4th, 2002
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