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Because y'all like weird crap. Thanks, Tom, for the idea of writing from the perspective of a dead person watching their body decompose.
Kat: lyrics, keys, vocals
Once I was composed
eyes of stars, lips like a rose but
what am I worth…
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The beginning soundbite was my attempt to record a seething pile of maggots nom-nom-noming on a critter of indeterminate identity off the side of the road. Cleaned it up, slowed it down. It's not that effective, I know, but you get the picture…
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(Working lyric sheet-ie. not edited for grammar, etc, and may not be exactly what ended up as recorded):
My facsimile is lyrically perfect going further than another galaxies analog for Saturn
Patterned after a classic painters rendition of…
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