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Myopic

Life Under The Gun

Never Fucked Up Once

[Intro, slow build]

[Verse 1 – Containment]
Every breath, a labored restraint,
every smile, I kept my chaos retained.
They called me calm, they called me kind—
but rage chewed through my spine.
Polite enough to fool the flock,
but my patience ticked down like a clock.

[Chorus – The Break]
I am the patience machine,
all restraint and gasoline.
Turn the crank, let pressure sing,
manners burn and metal cling.
You thought I’d never bite,
now I am the dark of the night.

[Verse 2 – Unleashed]
I kept my hate in mental bars,
filed each face beneath the scars.
The lock broke slow, the world went still,
now victims kneel before my will.
This is not revenge—it’s form,
perfection born inside the storm.

[Bridge – Spoken, over grinding riff]
“I ironed my instincts.
I cleared my thoughts.
Now I’m ready to kill.”

[solo]

[Final Chorus – Unchained]
I am the patience machine,
precision wrapped in meat and steam.
Every second I behaved
was a second I engraved.
Now the mask is just debris—
you built this monster out of me.

[Outro – whisper, static fade]

The Patience Machine

Je ne tomberai pas. Texte Eric Verdin

Nonstop Feeling

Can't Deny It

Move Thru Me

Harder On You

Come Back For More

Corpus I_Final

Hungry (Dreamcrusher)

http://corpus.nyc

Its getting worse people cutting at night
no guns so they use a knife 
still others weapons state subsidized 
they make it happen, they get to strappin'.
Cold metal what happened inside
wont stay alive for no one's benefit
same reason I refuse to die
and Im waiting on the red line.
In the city and I'm ready to fight
K-9 ready to bite
unaffiliated born to fight
my city ain't ready to die.
You could see it in the dead of night
cuffed up none of em white
one of them flinched and the cops got tight
clutching clubs they told em wassup.
City sweeps all but the blood
stained up no one to clean it up
bodies give a fuck but bodies gotta duck
shitty luck but now I'm buck cause
I'm in the city and i'm ready to fight
k-9 ready to bite
unaffiliated born to fight
my city aint ready to die.
This artifice of a midnight 
TV LED sky
whens the truth on tell me what time
all see is paid programing 
all i feel is paid programing 
you ain't shit yeah I ain't shit yeah
tired of the violence I'm smiling
keeps me shining waiting on sunshine.
All my family up in the fight
and my young ones feeling the blight 
they got pots they pissing in em
we got none we comin' for some cause,
Im in the city and I'm ready to fight
k-9 ready to bite
unaffiliated born to fight
my city ain't ready to die.
Im in the city and I'm ready to fight
k-9.

TOUR WITH KING KRULE:
OCT 21 - Washington DC - Black Cat
OCT 22 - Philadelphia, PA - Union Transfer
OCT 24 - New York, NY - Warsaw
OCT 25 - New York, NY - Warsaw
OCT 26 - Boston, MA - Paradise
OCT 28 - Montreal, QC - Metropolis
OCT 29 - Toronto, ON - Danforth
OCT 30 - Chicago, IL - Metro

Cover Art done by: Abe El Makawi, Chris Wilson and Elias Paulson

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Talk.
Walk same 
hear it when they talk shame
it don't matter much same
still it come across pain.
I think that its enough
they getting up they dressing up
for what, i try to laugh, but in my throat 
its stuck they are so punk they are so core
for what, just show me one, who belongs to no one,
Huh? 
Show me one. Anyone.
Back, when I was young had to put em up
down Rivington is where i got my gloves
crusts and some mugs taught me how to love
sleepin in a rut i put my finger in the cut.
You wanna say words but i ain't hearing none
i say it to myself just to keep my head up
i put it on my shelf I tell no one 
who got family the day to talk comes,
Who?
Walk, talk, they try to teach me how to
walk, talk.
Nothing said makes us friends
nothing said makes us blood
nothing said makes us friends
nothing said makes us blood
nothing said makes us friends
nothing said makes us blood
nothing said makes us friends
feel it when i 
walk same 
hear it when they talk shame
see it when i must pain
it don't matter none same,
they try to teach me how to 
walk, talk
they try to teach me how to 
walk, talk.

Cover Art by: Abe El Makawi, Chris Wilson and Elias Paulson

http://corpus.nyc

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