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Stop staring
look away
look inside
or don't. It's just a suggestion.
suggestive this expletive
deleted in a shitstorm of swirling hatred

Forged in the fires of a distressed ego tripper
you know you really are my favorite psychopathic villain of the week

A worthy scapegoat by anyone's assessment
ommitted the names of the guilty mob immortalized in pixels
take a deep breath and look in the mirror you sadistic fuck

sad sap
eat the bait
enjoy the trap

I've seen it all
ain't nothing new
nothing under the sun
I'm just here for the free beer

Does it seem warm in here ?
I don't care I stopped giving fucks
when the clocks started speeding up
now each revolution is a taunting shove
back to the needle littered playground of life

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from Twenty four days of scaring the neighbors with devil music, released February 5, 2018
j.Sebastiano- Guitar, bass, drums, yelling and screaming, lyrics, production, mixing, mastering

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cats don't have souls Albany, New York

Cats don’t have souls started off as a minimalist deathrock duo and polluted itself into a drunken and deranged sound experimental prog obsessed entity with a personality disorder. Please be considerate of others and don't play this too loud.

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