Lyrics Equatorial Hemorrhage Is a Dead Link - of Montreal
                                                The 
                                                sea 
                                                doesn't 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                give 
                                                    a 
                                                fuck 
                                                to 
                                                keep 
                                                it's 
                                                octopi 
                                                alive
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                too 
                                                weird 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                truly 
                                                loved, 
                                                    a 
                                                kiss 
                                                from 
                                                    a 
                                                nasty 
                                                coroner
 
                                    
                                
                                                Simplicity 
                                                posing 
                                                as 
                                                mutation
 
                                    
                                
                                                Take 
                                                    a 
                                                photo 
                                                of 
                                                me 
                                                losing 
                                                stars 
                                                while 
                                                you 
                                                say 
                                                "kill 
                                                yourself 
                                                LOL"
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sessi 
                                                all 
                                                my 
                                                thoughts 
                                                are 
                                                phantom 
                                                pains 
                                                that 
                                                disappear 
                                                just 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                drowner's 
                                                tears
 
                                    
                                
                                                Repeat 
                                                the 
                                                delete 
                                                the 
                                                sounding 
                                                boy 
                                                and 
                                                as 
                                                you 
                                                are 
                                                    a 
                                                fire 
                                                sign
 
                                    
                                
                                                Electricity 
                                                lies 
                                                about 
                                                    a 
                                                lot
 
                                    
                                
                                                Born 
                                                to 
                                                oblong 
                                                confine 
                                                acoustic 
                                                "She", 
                                                essential 
                                                way 
                                                of 
                                                seeing 
                                                women 
                                                of 
                                                doubt
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                need 
                                                to 
                                                stop 
                                                talking 
                                                so 
                                                you 
                                                can 
                                                start 
                                                listening 
                                                to 
                                                yourself
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                not 
                                                really 
                                                living 
                                                we'rе 
                                                just 
                                                surviving
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fear 
                                                is 
                                                made 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                plastic 
                                                it 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                bе 
                                                made 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                glass
 
                                    
                                
                                                Become 
                                                an 
                                                acolyte 
                                                and 
                                                bite 
                                                my 
                                                temple
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                need 
                                                to 
                                                stop 
                                                talking
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                kiss 
                                                from 
                                                    a 
                                                coroner 
                                                it's 
                                                listlessly 
                                                working
 
                                    
                                
                                                Trolls 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                dm 
                                                saying 
                                                "kill 
                                                yourself 
                                                lol" 
                                                you 
                                                kill 
                                                myself 
                                                lol
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                black 
                                                widow 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                don't 
                                                bite 
                                                you 
                                                so 
                                                    I 
                                                guess 
                                                I'm 
                                                in 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                must 
                                                be 
                                                in 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                Screaming 
                                                is 
                                                just 
                                                numbers 
                                                when 
                                                you 
                                                scream 
                                                    I 
                                                just 
                                                see 
                                                numbers
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                slide 
                                                off 
                                                the 
                                                Spectrum, 
                                                lovers 
                                                leap 
                                                where 
                                                edgelords 
                                                fear 
                                                to 
                                                trend
 
                                    
                                
                                                Equatorial 
                                                hemorrhage 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                dead 
                                                link
 
                                    
                                
                                                Be 
                                                careful 
                                                what 
                                                you 
                                                say 
                                                to 
                                                men, 
                                                they're 
                                                always 
                                                recording
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Carton Aesthesis (o Portão)
2 And We Can Survive Anything If We Fake It
3 Aries Equals Good Trash
4 Queer as Love
5 Now That's What I Call Freewave
6 Japanese Word for Witch
7 This Is Exposed
8 True Beauty Forever
9 Fuckheads Is the Auto-correction
10 Drowner's TeÃrs
11 I Feel Safe with You, Trash
12 Fingerless Gloves
13 Notes of Violate Spectates a Flatter of Male
14 Equatorial Hemorrhage Is a Dead Link
15 Yamagata Forest Flutes
16 Extract the Masculine Germ from Remote Memory
17 Thram Rammaged à Man-mod
18 Kcrraanggaanngg!!
19 Karlheinz Chop up Children
20 So Chill Then (o Portão)
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