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Ward 52

from et cetera, etc by dust

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    et cetera, etc on green vinyl - shipping from Brooklyn, NY. included printed inner sleeve. in stores July 14th, 2023

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lyrics

Ward 52. No one’s got the truth
My seat is stone cold pledging for the juice Dripping right down in my canular
The man with moth tats says granular
Pursuit together it was too soon together
With a peace of mind boy don’t give up on luck My muscles and joints burn into the sun
My ears are ringing it can’t bother me enough
Say they’re from the start, but these people broke my heart Cut out the fat, how am I gonna give a fuck
Now it’s, past tense, I’m immune suppressed
I feel this prednisone right beneath my tongue
Pipe down and pull it up all against me Don’t stitch me up and go give me a biopsy I’m four percent off a transplant
Now stab me in my side
And while, I lay down on my back healing these scars
Taller it ascends, I feel like it will never end
And now, I’ll contain this plasma and fill it will (with?) souls that I’ll never learn Well brother think you got it bad I’ll tell you someone’s always got it worse And if I die I’ll see the reason on what has happened to me
I’m on dialysis, pick line to my neck
I see the blood flowing over my fucking chest What a sight right in front of my eyes
But I’m on the valium high
And at the end of the day, why should I complain
The man behind the kit is going through a hell of a strain A shame it’s floating over, restricted and timeless
Reach for the reason, I don’t trust the seasons
But now, I lay down on my back healing these scars
Taller it ascends, I feel like it will never end
And now, I’ll contain this plasma and fill it with souls that I’ll never learn Well brother think you got it bad I’ll tell you someone’s always got it worse And if I die, I’ll see the reason on what has happened to me
This prednisone This prednisone This prednisone With mycophenolate This prednisone This prednisone This prednisone
I don’t know what’s a stake
This prednisone
This prednisone
Ten in a million man I’ll never know This prednisone
This prednisone
Can’t waste no time like what they did More than one standard on the grid I’ll see once, I’ll say it again
Ward 52 is the ward I’m surviving in

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from et cetera, etc, released March 29, 2023

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dust Newcastle, Australia

A contemporary take on Australian post-punk, characterised by immersive guitars and genre bending instrumentation.

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