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Spilling Open

from The Brutal Language by MY RUIN

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SPILLING OPEN

I watch the buzzards gather
But no one's
Dead today
Like sheep
They follow after
And promise
Not to stray.
Her darling little bastards
Scarred with
Elitist black
But I know
When I stab her
It won't be in her back

I’m spilling open
Inside my house of leaves
It doesn't matter
What's been said
It's what my heart believes

It seems the hive is buzzing
The bees
Protect their queen
While snakes
With poison venom
Appear upon the scene
So ugly in their hatred
God bless the Maybelline
So arrogant
That when she cuts
It's done for all to see

I’m spilling open
It's killing all of me.
And I hate I’ve become
From what's been done to me

Homecoming queens
Are pretty
From being
Dressed in pink
But perfume
Can't disguise a pig
And I can
Smell her stink
Miss Ann Thrope
Once sang to me
With words
That tasted sweet
But now the slaughterhouse
Has turned her voice to meat

Not everybody's everything
They ever claim to be
Not everything is
Black and white
Friend or my enemy
I guess it doesn't really matter
When there's nothing left
Sometimes you gotta let it go
And just enjoy the death

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from The Brutal Language, released November 5, 2005
Lyrics & Vocals Tairrie B. Murphy
Guitar, Bass & Drums - Mick Murphy

Produced by Mick Murphy
Engineered by Yuri Anysonian
Mixed by Nick Raskulinecz @ Studio 606 - Northridge, Ca.
Recorded @ Optimum Sound Studios - Los Angeles, Ca.
Undergroove Records U.K. | Circa 2005
Rovena Recordings U.S. | Circa 2005
Cover Art by Tairrie B. Murphy

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