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Our Slightly Sin

by Fatigue

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Scavenger 04:25
All hail the scavenger Lord of the carrion All hail the scavenger If we are nice to him Give him what he wants Maybe he will stab us in the back All hail the scavenger Inoculator All hail the scavenger By his divinity By his will we Only ever see the trees All hail the scavenger A perfect marble carving All hail the scavenger Praise at the altar Grovel to the whim of his Cult of personality Have you got something to hide? Are you dead inside? Do your actions betray? Will you look away? Are you completely obsessed? Is your whole world a mess? Can your elation recede? Will you watch me bleed? Aren't you just really something? All hail the scavenger Lord of the carrion All hail the scavenger If we are nice to him Give him what he wants Maybe he will stab us in the back All hail the scavenger Lord of the carrion All hail the scavenger If we are nice to him Give him what he wants Maybe he will stab us in the back
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Heresy 05:17
Run in circles once again Chasing tales feverishly Over and over time and time again Til nothing remains but debris All things bright and beautiful All things illusory Read me not as cynical This place has become obsolete Send me downriver promptly Holding high a standard of blasphemy One finger salute to the papacy There you'll find a covenant of heresy I am mine and you can never find me Sirens are calling can't you hear Just smells like hospitals to me If that's what allays your fear I'll not be sharing your folly It's cold as a tomb in this room Feels all too appropriate to me The pages of your book are like an empty womb Not a sign of living to be seen Send me downriver promptly Holding high a standard of blasphemy One finger salute to the papacy There you'll find a covenant of heresy I am mine and you can never find me A net that's full of holes A life preserver with a leak Saying you're the only one who knows what's good and pure But all you do is bare your teeth Send me downriver promptly Holding high a standard of blasphemy One finger salute to the papacy There you'll find a covenant of heresy I am mine and you can never have me But if you like you're welcome to follow me
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Old fools, dancing Old fools who believe that they can dance and sing And fall in love After all: love? Old wines, old shoes Old lines who'd have thought they would ever reuse Like, "I love you" Surprise! I love you Flowers, long drives Old fools, new lives Old fools, dancing Old rules take a backseat to new romancing Long drives, flowers Old fools, new lovers

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A companion EP to Illusory Things, featuring remixes, tracks that were originally intended for the album, but ended up on compilations instead, and one bonus cover.

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released October 2, 2020

All songs written by Lillian Edith Martin except for "Old Fools", written by Stephin Merritt.

Tracks 8-10 mastered by Colin C. of The Cell Studio

Please also support the projects of everyone who contributed to this EP:

luin.bandcamp.com
eva-x.bandcamp.com
girlpockets.bandcamp.com
stahlschlag.de
confusioninc.bandcamp.com
www.nullaeon.com
microwaved.bandcamp.com

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Fatigue Lowell, Massachusetts

Dark, depressed synth-pop from a desolate mill city.

Info & booking at fatiguemusicma@gmail.com

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