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Conniptions

from Duress Grove by Impose

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These are the fucking shooting conniptions.
I'm too piss poor and scared of prescriptions
I'd rather be reminded of my 12 year old self
Beaten by a cop in the middle of a jail cell
The overzealous leader; the liar in the noble chair
The judge digging in his ear; the Pavlovian and scared

Blame
I still don't see the cellophane

12 years old pregnant, I blame her no more
Hovered to shit, bloodied toilet and floor
"Mijito, we'll get through this," for 6 days and 5 nights
Our pleading was ignored, fucking massacres aren't finite
The overzealous leader; the liar in the noble chair
The judge digging in his ear; the Pavlovian and scared

I still don't see the cellophane
My ribs still hurt after every tragedy

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from Duress Grove, released January 27, 2021

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