Includes unlimited streaming of All That Has Come Apart/Once Did Not Exist
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Includes unlimited streaming of All That Has Come Apart/Once Did Not Exist
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Tape Bundle - Cassettes of Part 1, 2, and 3
Cassette + Digital Album
Cassettes of Parts 1, 2, and 3! Special artwork for each one.
Includes unlimited streaming of All That Has Come Apart/Once Did Not Exist
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Includes unlimited streaming of All That Has Come Apart/Once Did Not Exist
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lyrics
Filling in the Blanks
The news spills from a car that's passing
I'm walking by my old apartment building
there was a girl with glass eyes living under the stairs
where some actor died his ghost is still there
he's rehearsing a script to some unfinished film
while the entrepreneur is crushing up pills
there's a paranoid pothead keeps checking the stove
a doomsday prepper clipping coupons with a blueprint composed
and there's a restless, endless entity
and it's somehow within everything
whether you're bathed in light
or swallowed by darkness
there's gonna be a
crackle of static, the slow fade of habit
an unseen goal in your god-shaped hole
faces will fade or faintly remain
might end up alone
filling in the blanks
Now punkin donuts is a target
but the preachers still there
yelling in his megaphone
tourists take pictures and stare
and the dishwashers are smoking
construction workers laughing
Jesus hearing voices stumbles to the hum of traffic
and yuppies push strollers and yell in their cell phones
while I pick up their dog shit looking up at their condos
and death is day drinking there's a happy hour special
he's sick of being the asshole and he's gettin sentimental
and there's a restless, endless entity
and it's somehow within everything
whether you're bathed in light
or swallowed by darkness
there's gonna be a
crackle of static, the slow fade of habit
an unseen goal in your god-shaped hole
faces will fade or faintly remain
might end up alone
filling in the blanks