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I Don’t Want to See You in Heaven – Available May 16, 2025
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“Two-Headed Trout” lyrics:
Shaking like a leaf in a cold sweat
When that emotion counter wants what he can’t have
You’re in his bed, but your body needs my hologram
That “vicious appetite” reading off a teleprompter

And you’ll get what you want first

So if one day you’re bent out
In a loop of boredom burnout
I’ll swim upstream again
Show you all the hooks in my mouth
“Look at how gullible I can be”
“With my fins and my gills in sync”
I think you’ll like it
The bubblegum pop assures I’ll be shot

Colder than the sheath that my sword’s in
Like I’m Born Again, I bitch and moan
‘Cause I was a stand-in
In lamb skin for you
I’m never faking
I’m ready to be used

[CHORUS]

Yeah
If you need someone to hold your glass while you dance
Or unrequited 200%
A subject for healing your eager disease

Beach day tourniquet skin
Falling over all my words, begging for
Pump action, big game shelf
Lookalikes never did do it for Freud

Beach day tourniquet skin
Falling over all my words, begging for
Pump action, big game shelf
Benadryl dick never puts a ring on it

So if one day you’re bent out
In a loop of boredom burnout
I’ll swim upstream again
Show you all the hooks in my mouth
“Look at how gullible I can be”
“With my fins and my gills in sync”
I think you’ll like it
The bubblegum pop assures I’ll be shot

I think you’ll like it
Like it
Like it

I think you’ll like it

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“The Demon of Unreality Limping Like A Dog” lyrics:
We all become grifters
When we see what’s left to sell
Big bucks for the sharper bayonets
False starts for the stars of failure wars

Future BASIC lacking polymath
Lockstep with his peers “moral” code
He’ll burn when we black out the sun

He cut your ties off feline laser pointer headlines

Which horse you bet on doesn’t matter,
And there’s nothing cosmic about it
So is it worth it?
Lycan, demonic under any moon
So push your weight around a little harder,
Or again we succumb

For one fang doesn’t shake another’s hand

There is so little of heaven and earth that you need to know, Horatio
You will cross no oceans, but retain the worst of every land

Some of you need “death of the author”,
And the rest just death all together
It all depends on who was born dramatic
I ran the numbers at the hospice bingo

Don’t know what I thought I was looking for
The baccalaureate of the yellow headed Amazon
But I’d rather be fed to the birds of the Esquiline
My oblivion in loose earth
It’s your last chance to take a breath
Your last chance to fake your death
Your last chance to trade words in our cage ‘till we run out of ones we know

[CHORUS]

I gotta ham this up
All you sycophants
All you whores
Waiting and waiting to bite

Limp like a dog

Limp like a dog

Director Grant Butler, Ben & Nathan Walters
Producer Grant Butler, Ben & Nathan Walters
Editor Grant Butler
Production Company Grant Butler Media, HaloUnion Productions


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