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We're all running around, with gasoline soaked clothing on, and a strike anywhere match, hanging from our mouths like a tongue. And it all, falls around like snow, except no one is catching it on their tongues, because the taste, of life, is bitter, and the taste of life is dull.

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from Live @ The Asbestos Farm 01​/​13​/​15, released January 17, 2015

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