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Wreck

from Pobrecito by Self Neglect

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I feel a wreck,
I feel the pull of nothing at all.
Gender and sex,
identity approached like a choice between bathroom stalls.

And if I seem to fit,
it's because I fucking lied,
and if you see nothing wrong with it,
your hands are fucking tied.

Give me burnt buildings,
open wounds, ruined cities.
Shadows cast by flame,
every destruction without name.

Open up your mouth,
disgust yourself with what comes out,
I wish it was blood because what I'm saying is so much worse.

I would kill the world for $3 and someone to love,
all because I hate my job,
all because I had to wait in traffic.

Give me one reason to live.

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from Pobrecito, released November 18, 2016

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Self Neglect Albuquerque, New Mexico

More of a mood kill than a crowd kill.
Alex:vox:they/them
Matt:guitar:he/him
Derrick:bass:he/him
Leon:drums:he/him

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