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Asshole

by Straight Panic

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1.
The days run together Last week Last year Is there any difference A waking dream A lucid night terror Who is screaming Was I screaming Is someone there Is anyone there Day or night Tomorrow or yesterday Nocturnal Immersed in excesses Others keep hidden Under cover of night Marathon death march No respite No destination The moon went behind a cloud Then I lost a week The birds were screaming The birds are shrieking If someone told me of the end of days: Am I still alive Or have I died
2.
Big Man 07:56
I hate I hate Yes i fucking hate I fucking hate you I hate you All of you The unwashed masses You entitled fucking cunts You rude fucking cows Yes I hate Yes I hate Your fat wagging tongues And soggy rolling eyes I hate Don't fucking touch me Your inability to listen Don't FUCKING touch me Like a child Like an animal Is that what you want? Is this what you want? A hand around your fucking throat A fist in the fucking gut Is that what you need Nose—bloodied Eyes—gouged Lip—split This is what you need from daddy To be told To be led Mewling To the pyre To the guillotine Bite the curb Fucking parasite Try to take from me Try me Run your fucking mouth Shitstain Cunt Fucking animal Here comes big brother Ask me again Run your mouth again Flap your fucking tongue again And you wonder You fucking wonder why I hate I hate Yes I fucking hate I fucking hate you I hate you All of you Every Single Last One
3.
Dysregulated 09:46
4.
Shaking Irregular eating habits scheduled bouts of depression anxiety attacks on the clock feigned pleasantries sweating sickness ill-defined undiagnosed blurred vision frantic speech patterns random mispronunciations muscle spasms indigestion acid reflux vaguely localized ache sudden stabbing pain headache and nausea substance abuse depression lethargic exhausted insomniatic boredom a lack of inspiration listless easily aggravated irritable prone to outbursts of anger easily annoyed diminished libido a rich inner fantasy life delayed gratification lowered standards easily disappointed a perceptible lack of optimism
5.
Silent streets At night Strung out on isolation Left to my own devices Every night Like cracked pavement That's felled me before Same empty storefronts Expectation of chainlink The certainty of the waiting empty room The bouncer sees me I see him This ritual An arm's length acquaintance Repetitive acknowledgment From nods to words He told me I was beautiful At least someone told me

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H1004

This is a heavy tape. A classic cut of American power electronics. Fed up, pissed off, and here to fucking tell you about it. A long, loud fuck you. The soundtrack to workplace violence.

Hand numbered edition of 50

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released November 22, 2019

Recorded March/April 2019
All Tracks by T.B. except B3, originally by Mackenzie Chami (Updated lyrics by T.B. & M.C.)
Mastered by Eric Trude

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STRAIGHT PANIC Providence, Rhode Island

Queer Power Electronics

Minneapolis (2014-2017)
New Orleans (2017-2020)
Providence (2020-)

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