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Not a Holiday

by Cult Babies

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1.
Buried Alive 04:12
Can’t feel my areolas But I’m trying real hard To keep myself composed What's up with these clothes I must be Buried alive Buried alive I can feel your eyes Hanging over my head Light your candles All around my bed If you hear my voice I must be Buried alive Buried alive I can be your very own ghoul Lemme out the ground and Show me the ones who need a hounding baby I can be your very own ghoul Living in the mountain I’ll make a sound that gets their hearts all pounding I can be your very own ghoul Meet me at the fountain And maybe we can hang around then Yeah maybe we can hang around then One thing I gotta know And I’m trying real hard To keep myself composed But I just can’t let it go Were you the one who put me down in this hole I can feel your eyes Hanging over my head Light your candles All around my bed If I hear your voice I must be Buried alive Buried alive
2.
As If 04:01
We feed this body to the dying sun So be what you must be Iron hands are melted down We descend upon them one by one We give this world to the dying sun So live as if you’re free Iron crosses come undone We dismantle each and every one Close your eyes and look ahead It’s all All you’ve ever wanted Brace yourself for what’s ahead It’s all All you’ve ever wanted
3.
I stuck my tongue out in the sun I took a gram or so to show everyone That I was there And everywhere Look at what you’ve done You went outside all on your own With no one there to see You might as well have stayed at home Actuation make me fly Moderation don’t let me die Nice and slowly put me down Make me feel like nothing So I’ll never leave the ground I’ll put your eyes out in the sun Gave you a gram or so to show everyone That you were there Now you’re everywhere Actuation make me fly Moderation don’t let me die Nice and slowly put me down Make me feel like nothing It’s enough to get me high
4.
No Dog 03:54
And when they came to see you You saw their eyes and now they could be anyone And when they saw right through you You found a reason why this thing could not be You found a reason why they could be anyone You found a reason why this thing it was no good You found a reason to go floating in the woods Listen for them underwater You will be the one they slaughter Are you misunderstood Are you doing what you should Are you out there making good Or floating in the woods
5.
Sickly Smell 04:05
We knew you weren’t well Right down to the sickly smell No matter how much fun you’ve become You can’t fool everyone
6.
Fair Maude 03:42
Fair Maude If it was a big fraud Would you wanna know What have they done to you You should be out there having Fun in the sun with all of your diginom Everybody wants to be somebody that can be themselves But if you were to be that you’d get wrecked Best just to work your fingers Everybody wants to say I love you more than anything But if you were to say that you’d get wrecked Best just to work your fingers Everybody wants to be somebody that can be themselves But if you were to be that you’d get wrecked It’s harder to know yourself But you’ll come to know yourself It’s harder to know yourself But you’ll come to know yourself When the work is done And they sit there dumb Thinking how do I get that snowflake back From the comfort of my home You will be out there having Fun in the sun with all of your diginom
7.
I’ve been laying low Ever since you tore me from your clothes And turned me over to the crows I’ve been working on my immolation pose It’s not a holiday But you should have a party in my honor There’s nothing left to say Everything you need to know is on the banner Maybe we should call this one in 911 there’s something wrong with my siamese twin I felt awareness taking hold So I tore you from my clothes And when all your knees were knelt I turned you over to the crows Told you best to close your eyes Said it was the life you chose You will likely not survive But it could be fun though When I’m in front of you There’ll be no place for each other Until the day you walk away Don’t let them comfort you They’ll say we were made for each other But they’ve misread the situation
8.
Town Crier 04:57
Let me tell you what I see Put your ears around me A pretty string of your attention would be oh so lovely Fabrication is the key To a new reality But when I come down from the mountaintop They call me crazy And you leave something behind Every time you walk away Let me wipe it from your mind I can wipe out everything Use the words that make a sound And the ones that cover ground Town Crier Let me tell you what I see Sceptic eyes all over me But when I take a step into the pit Some will follow me Into the ocean Onto ships of make believe Into devotion Over cliffs of molten heat
9.
Spiterman 05:06
Under the one true ocean where I learned to fuck and kill and breathe Onto the land of clergymen descended from the highest trees Onto the shaky pulpit where I taught you how to bend your knees Allow me to introduce you to my trusted board of distrustees Coo coo Coo coo I am the Spiterman I come for you I am the secret anthem that they whisper to the rising sun I am the reason television preachers get their eyebrows done I am the one who speaks for you when decency has held your tongue I am the only option when your options have all come and gone Coo coo Coo coo I am the Spiterman I come for you

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released March 21, 2020

Hasan: Guitar, Bass, Vocals
Layla: Keys, Theremin, Saxophone, Vocals
Mac: Drums
Joe: Guitar (Sickly Smell)

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