Hideous physical version of Nomenclature Fever LP in 100.8g compact disc digipak and limited-edition "Our Band Could Be Your Afterlife" t-shirt (in black or maroon).
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Abandon ship. Abandon shore. I've got nowhere else to be. I'm half-awake. I'm half-in-love with every step i take. I've got an awful lot to see. And i'm not bluffing. I'm all for loving something. But one thing's hard when nothing is what you know.
Unbind my bones, i never want to feel attached to me. Unkind, unknown, unloved, alone, unreal, relaxed, and free.
I am a moth who took the night off. I'm not on fire, but that's okay. So watch me walk. My teeth could tear you up but i'm all talk. I'm getting close to having nothing to say. But don't say never. It's now or hardly ever. It's bad or getting better, and I don't know how to sever those things that go together. The traffic and the whether or not to go.
Consign my cares. I'm daring me to don't let's try again. Define me there. Take the where and then divide that by the when.
Goodbye my hopes, I'm coping just as sure as unsure can be. Unkind, unknown, unloved, alone, unreal, relaxed and free.