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RE-CONCEPTUALIZATION of "Conference Room" from the Lucas White sessions.

Imprisonment, both physical and of the mind. When one is goaded into becoming the monster.

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You let me down
I can’t believe what I’ve found
The bastard let it all out
I got an aught eight – take you to town
You’re a piece of work and you know it
In this hole you’ll go in
Stay inside until you’re showin’
Undivided devotion

I’ll bleed you dry and you’ll say it’s good
What you believe, it isn’t true
Leave you for dead, maybe I should
Nothing escapes this conference room
Controlling the material
Pouring salt in an open wound
Discorporate to subliminal
You’ll stay here in the conference room

You hold back life
Bring forth the knife
I’m not a fraud
I got an aught eight – you’re left raw...
You’re a piece of work and you know it
Your view of time is frozen
Stay inside with devotion
Withhold all emotion

I’ll bleed you dry and you’ll say it’s good
What you believe, it isn’t true
Leave you for dead, maybe I should
Nothing escapes this conference room
Controlling the material
Pouring salt in an open wound
Discorporate to subliminal
You’ll stay here in the conference room

The white walls envelop me in the yellow wallpaper…

I brought death and destruction to my friends gone away
I lay ravage on the stream of commerce floating in the town
What is my purpose if I can’t think or do or act on intelligence?
The neon sign screams “Budwise” as I rape what’s in front of me

Don’t hold me back
I fulfill my destiny
Don’t hold me back
The fiery path in front of me
DON’T
HOLD
ME BACK
DON’T
HOLD
ME BACK

Life slowly drains from me
As I see the things
That mustn’t be seen
As darkness reigns

CONFESSIONAL ON THE CANS
CONFESSIONAL IN THE SAND
CONFESSIONAL ON THE CANS
CONFESSIONAL IN THE SAND
ROUND AND ROUND LET THE CITY TURN

BURN
BURN
BURN
I HAVE TO BURN IT ALL DOWN
THE ROOF
THE ROOF
THE ROOF
I’M NOT CONCERNED ABOUT
BUDWEISER
DESTROY IT ALL IN FRONT OF ME
BUDWEISER
NEVER SHOWS VULNERABILITY

I let me down
I sold us out
I wrestle faith
Death’s my fate
I’m a piece of shit and I know it
I’m a fucking fraud and I know it
Spikes release and I’m screaming
A minute later, I’m dreaming

I’ve been bled dry, I know it’s good
Deep in my heart I know the truth
I’m left for dead, I’m drifting wood
Safe inside the conference room
Then the walls they shift on me
The red light of negativity
My sunburnt skin’s an open wound
They’re knocking down the conference room

Don’t drag me out
I wanna stay warm inside the womb like a BB, like a Bridge Baby
Don’t drag me out
I wanna stay in the womb, I’m safe from doom
DON’T
DRAG
ME OUT
DON’T
PULL
ME THE HELL OUT

BURN
BURN
BURN
I MUST BURN YOU DOWN
BURN
BURN
BURN
I MUST BURN YOU DOWN
BURN
BURN
BURN
I MUST BURN YOU DOWN
BURN
BURN
BURN
NO! DON’T DO THIS!
MOMMY
MOMMY
FUCK YOU MOMMY
FUCK YOU MOMMY
WHERE ARE YOU
PLEASE
BURN
BURN
BURN
PLEASE STOP THIS

I’M SORRY

I’m so sorry

I need help
I want to be fixed

I’M ME

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from A Wide Range of Perversions in Explicit Detail, released December 10, 2021

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