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Shut Your Face:

I feel like breaking this machine that you’ve devised
Tell. I can tell that every word is dramatized
Your engine of pity, it always runs in overdrive
And I’m about to pull the plug so no one ever has to hear you whine
Welcome to the fight! Yow! Welcome to the fight
Chase and fetch you’d never guess the catch is no one trusts your lies
You taste a hint of stress and tell the world it’s magnified
Judging by what you’ve said, I guess you’ve made your peace with god
Why don’t you, why don’t you, why don’t you fucking up and die!
Why don’t you fucking up and die!
Why don’t you fucking up and die!
Why don’t you, why don’t you, why don’t you, why don’t you
Why don’t you fucking up and die!

Die, dance with the knife!
You want to kill the world
But you don’t know why
Everything sucks, but you still wait
So, shut your face! Shut your fucking face!
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Just flush away. Everyone to you betrays
You gave up, you gave in. Now you’re dragging all of us in
Feel like breaking! Tell, I can tell
Your engine of pity! I’m about to pull the plug
Feel like breaking! Tell, I can tell
Your engine of pity! I’m about to pull the plug
So no one ever has to hear you...
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Additional Notes:

Produced and Recorded by The Strand at Strandland.
This song was originally released on Diatom in 2004 by The Strand.
Written by Dave Strand and Kimberly Brown
In Tempe, Arizona USA 2002-2004.
Mastered by Steve Laskarides at NR Mastering.

CD ART:
Cover micrograph photography © Dee Breger 2003
Bottom photography courtesy of Bernd Kaufmann
More work by Bernd Kaufman at http://www.aquamax.de
Interior diatom photographs courtesy of Billy Simper
and students at The University of Texas at Austin
CD layout and design by Dave Strand