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Rascuache lyrics
of fences with switches
turn them on
the moats of your hopes
poured salt on
these slugs
mugshot fatigue
shimmering
pacemaker pace yourself
you were slowly clawing
your way out
tourniquet of gossip
on a board of checkered
chess
salt ring probing
in case of emergency
stampede is coming
mastadon infantry
radiate this frequency
and show me just what
the hell you mean
pacemaker pace yourself
you were slowly clawing
your way out
here comes the bride
here comes the bride
lavender and smothered in
black turpentine
Part of these releases
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- Track 1 on Vaya
- 2 Proxima Centauri
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- Track 15 on This Station Is Non-Operational
- 14 Autorelocator
- 16 This Night Has Opened My Eyes
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