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Hot Lunch

by Hot Lunch

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1.
Walked in with a smile, "you'll be out soon enough" Swapped for a frown now he's counting the months Served him up lies that he placidly ate because what can you do when there nothing else on the plate There's a boy in a fridge, oxygens running out You can listen close but you Won't hear him shout Nothing left to give, his time is running out Singed up to a life that he's starting to doubt. The bait was laid, now he's locked inside their cage Stolen his time for minimum wage Not the kind to argue, the kind to accept If you're looking for a fight don't hold your breath Refrigerator death, he can't catch his breath
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Take a nap, lose a weekend Texts build up from your fake friends Never answer the phone Soon they'll get the hint you want to be alone You're never hungry so skip a meal It's been a week but that's no big deal Listen to that stomach moan You're wasting away there's only skin and bone All that work that you put in Has it gone to waste? 5 years of self-improvement And in a blink its erased That head is swimming with exit thoughts What's the harm if you end it all? Razor blade meets skin again It’s like catching up with an old friend Everyone is out having a good time could tag along but you won't, no surprise What will they say behind your back Talking shits taken as a fact All that work that you put in Has it gone to waste? Some people are never happy At least I got a taste
3.
I was kept on the side-lines I thought it’s what I deserved If there's something you want you got to go and get it But I had lost my nerve I used to think that was toxic Not something that I did But everyone around me seems to get away with it And no one bats a damn eyelid I'm gonna get what I want Gonna get what I need The only one standing in the way is me I'm gonna get what I want Gonna get what I need And to hell with anyone who disagrees I'm gonna get what want Want to be taken seriously Wish you could see my spine But it's like my whole life has been a setup And this is the punchline I guess I've made my own bed What was I thinking off You're a funny little fuck up and everyone will like you But no one could bring themselves love I'm gonna get what I want Gonna get what I need Start looking out for no one but me I'm gonna get what I want Gonna get what I need Stop acting so fucking placidly I'm gonna get what want
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White Wash 03:56
The first few angry cracks of sky blue pierce your mind Working their way from beneath the blinds And with that a new day is here To wash away the past few years Wadding the river where the clothes are strewn So much harder with a head that's been split in two Somebody's heart is gonna feel the same Oh you love your wicked games White wash, cracks peeling off There no time to wait You're an artist using leaded paint In your next fresco there will be a saint White wash cracks peeling off There's no time to waste No integrity, there is only disgrace But you can cover it up with a happy face Well done now that's the spirit Looks like you got away with it No recourse and no remorse It's looking pretty par for the course Another lie, another day Another night, another lay What will they say when you return How many bridges do you have left to burn?

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released March 17, 2023

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