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Catching And Killing


Compression, sustain. Impression remains.
I am not a guilty sentence.
I just get up and switch it off.

Secret temptations, standard frustrations.
I look inside, there's nothing in there.
Other parasites ripped on schedule you solitary man.
You sit at your territorial machine.

I need you to tell me this is wrong.

Catching and killing.
Catching and killing.
Oh I feel like I'm winning.
Catching and killing.

Tapestry in the loungeroom, talkshow reject.
Tell me your name, tell me your name.
A man sits at his computer and moves infinitesimally.