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Destroy Create

from Patterns in the Static by The Classic Crime

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Goodbyes were said
Before I lost all sense of consequence
At midnight tearing down
I hold it under

By the neck
The cold eyed creature of my consciousness
Can’t sleep before it drowns
I hold it under

It took years to get this good
At sending myself into oblivion

Into oblivion
I am almost there
I am almost there again
If I don’t wanna die
Why do I need the nothing?
Who am I anyway?
Why do I always have to destroy to create

Backstage in the mirror
(Oh, I bet you are!)
Caught up in stories about how my former glory is lost
And how I used to be better
(You were never good!)
I agree but that still leaves me with two choices
And one, is isolate myself and drink too much and burn it down
And two, is to just quit
But I can’t do it
I’ve over committed
So number one it is

Right or wrong, the map that finds these songs
Always sends me into oblivion

Looking for a light
In this darkness
All the lonely nights
Traveling into oblivion

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from Patterns in the Static, released February 28, 2020

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