And then I let loose of all senses,
The sweet smell of the sultry sweat,
Your Famous last words describe
Exactly how and just why,
I’m violently yours every night

And how, yeah.
Get out

Subconsciously surrendered,
This ain’t a fever dream,
I can’t let this enamor,
Resort to bloodletting.

Two times I’ve broke my own word:
Learn once and never more.
I can’t let this destroy me,
Take truths, keep pressing toward

My body’s heavy with the
Curses from yesteryear
Purge the poison, purge the poison
Alone, I deify you
Alone, you leave me here
Purge the poison, purge the poison

I want it out

Third time, I’m fiercely sober,
Eyes open wide again,
And with a thoughtful knife the
Self preservation begins

Cut! Down!
Love and lust drip to the floor
It’s the last call, last call
Of everything you’ve asked me for

My body’s heavy with the
Curses from yesteryear
Purge the poison, purge the poison
Alone, I deify you
Alone, you leave me here
Purge the poison, purge the poison

I want it out

It comes around again
Wont let it all back in

Oh no

Toxins

Expiration dates are laying to waste
On every good thing we have
Under a hot hot beam of itching hot hot needs
Feeling good ain’t so bad

And I know you wanna kill me
But I’m just too clumsy
Stumbling into you to clutch
Everyday is just a way
To dig into the sultry
What I want is more than just love

I’m looking at labels
And getting an angle, okay?
Reversing the process
And seeing my options decay

Hold hands in the cemetery
Look back and feel new things awake
Gothic undertones are sharing
A new mistake

Casanova complex having its way
And it won’t seem to die
Having its hot hot say between your hot hot legs
Vice grip on a sharp lie

And I know you wanna be bad
With some good intentions
Close your eyes and open your mouth
Every time I hear you suffer
I can’t help but wonder
Why I keep on digging you out?

I’m looking at labels
And getting an angle, okay?
Reversing the process
And seeing my options decay

Hold hands in the cemetery
Look back and feel new things awake
Gothic undertones are sharing
A new mistake

Of yours and mine
They’re yours and mine
They’re ours
All ours

Feeling around for the bleak, 
Taking lovebites together at the dark side of the moon,
We’ve come across our love language.
A dialect of derelicts,
A moan in an empty room. 
Everything makes sense to me now,
Now that the tired songs of the lonely are live
When our tongues are braying over each song
And it finally hits your ear,
It’s going to sound like:

In The Reverse

Between the back and the forth
Where modernity roams
Between the ebb and the flow
Where morality goes

One day you’ll find yourself a
Contemporary lie
Dionysus abides, but your karma aligns
Can you tell me why it’s alright?

I don’t care, no
About your integrity
Or lack thereof:
The new American dream.
The universe tends to unfold
As it should

Sound the alarm:
This weekend horse rides on!
Marquis de Sade
Croons on about your date

One day you’ll find yourself a
Contemporary lie
Can you decide where hedonism dies?

I don’t care, no
About your integrity
Or lack thereof:
The new American dream.
The universe tends to unfold
As it should

Like a burning witch
Sets fire to the sky
Like a politician
Red handed and tried
Karma aligns

The universe is gonna unfold
Just like a glitter bomb smile

Good God, the horror
Of American karma

Enjoy

American Karma

All songs written, recorded, and produced by Marshall Schott unless otherwise specified.

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