Vol​.​1 Encompass and Eclipse

by The Sick Kind

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And its born by the hour let me employ you you'll get pain I own respect confused with desire but it all goes away when it lands on your face only so far ingrained with scars do this enough times and it soon becomes an art I'm broken as my liver and il admit it you pick the wrong thing I'm sure I did it this hedonism comes so naturally I'm coming undone I'm finding a solace I'm closing my heart I'm opening my wallet intoxicating artefacts of you laying naked alone on your back and I'm feeling more pleasant I know I should stop but for reasons I lack moralist more or less ethical decisions made in jest but not for long were getting undressed and I have this arrow to push through your chest I'm broken as my liver and il admit it you pick the wrong thing I'm sure I did it this hedonism comes so naturally I'm coming undone I'm finding a solace I'm closing my heart I'm opening my wallet id be trying so heart hiding bones in my closet trying that hard if I thought I could stop it I'm broken as my liver and il admit it you pick the wrong thing I'm sure I did it this hedonism comes so naturally I'm coming undone I'm finding a solace I'm closing my heart I'm opening my wallet id be trying so heart hiding bones in my closet trying that hard if I thought I could stop it it's a trait sexuality I no longer see a reflection of me trying that hard hiding that hard hiding bones in my closest and id try that hard if I thought I could stop it
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More 02:39
Automatic a matrimony listen to your silver its shinny and phoney pick a colour a vision another flickering out in technicolour staples on flesh a bandage a splint blood flowing dangerous making you squint it's not the same as inflicted before this time we're kneeling in fear on the floor and it's a problem of yours you're weeping not healing bed sores picture still and your liver has fallen I'm landing on the floor and I'm one step from asking you for more sick in a good kind mining a bad side a poison is relaxing arms that are too wide change for reference and pain is your preference it seem against invasion your defenceless take a head shot make it hard enough to ensure there's no way in hell ill get up but don't feel bad I wanted it this way stopped in my track s before I get to say and it's a problem of yours you're weeping not healing bed sores picture still and your liver has fallen I'm landing on the floor and I'm one step from asking you for more kneeling on the floor and I'm dripping blood outside your door and I'm one step from asking you for
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Knives 02:54
I read this book of your disconcerting look and its spelled out in front of a face in shame and I had some time and you had a big knife so I swapped them like I should and I used it how you would shame on your well played game it's my own fault and it works the same way you bore it and I adore it even though no reasons came and this is our bath and its covered in mud injecting your rules you lust mistaking it for love of war the more you go through the better you get and soon you'll be a five star rated apocalist with no front teeth and a soul that's craving peace but the only piece you'll get is your freshly severed head shame on your well played game it's my own fault and it feels the same way you bore it and I adore it even though no reasons came this is our bath and its covered in mud injecting your rules you lust mistaking it for shame on your well played game it's my own fault and it works the same way you bore it and I adore it even though no reasons came and this is our bath and its covered in mud injecting your rules you lust mistaking it for
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Den 02:20
She wasn't bad she wasn't good leaf down the stream most her life sturdy brick in a house stood out like a sheep round wolves with neck ties on their balls when she came to take her sin the warmness of that summer gin keys broken again a room with a view a face with broken bones a falling down it picks her up dark teeth turning white but only for a second time 6th time last time four walls are cracking like fire a desperate calm inspiration reparation soon your ears are bleeding once again laundries full of excrement kind is a word a goal that they don't own but they can kick it really doesn't matter now the bus has crashed its broken down axle hanging off the cliff coolant dripping on the dif your ears are bleeding once again
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Method 03:47
ecstatic with my clean exterior a solid face plant on the road your miserable and canned interior a pale blue chef over a stove and it's just a method a method to your madness catch the sadness we'll share it I made it take this measure from then on you'll crave it built from innocent and torn down by love your biting down hard your biting down hard a kind of liquor but thicker and sicker if I could bottle this they'd call me jack its warm enough to swim on your chest with your eyes closed laying cold on your back eventually you'll bleed or will you because eventually I can't you'll look the same but just feel sillier you blame for playing my part it's just a method a method to your madness catch the sadness we'll share it I made it take this measure from then on you'll crave it built from innocent and torn down by love your biting down hard your biting down hard a kind of liquor but thicker and sicker if I could bottle this they'd call me jack its warm enough to swim on your chest with your eyes closed laying cold on your back
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Fix 03:38
I'm drained and it's not something I can fix and imp spelling out these broken reasons thick and its getting exclaimed in a trench a branded species feeling the endless pinch imp taking this one seriously making sure its dissolving into my wine remanded repeatedly and I take them and il take them every night it's been late but only one half tragic and the last the last mans fate is caught in their rein and I know because I've purchased that same brain but swords thrown sideways will never work and every side just claims its versing the worst and there's something else in this an excess an stimulus and ignorant bliss taking this one seriously making sure its dissolving into my wine remanded repeatedly and I take them and il take them every night I slit this whole small to see inside you lied and said these scabs would mend in time no reason not to believe you I praised your mind from every time you told me again and again that you were right il hold this head down it should be your but its mine problematic Asiatic forging the sick kind I slit this small hole to see inside a mistake I stitch it up and its all fine
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Fallen 02:17
And I've found it a bed where I can share hot with cold and its great I've crowned it my shelf where I can share old and new and its great picture this I have a stitch from all my coughing it's not a viral thing a sense of being an unretireable thing familiar the fault is sinking deep inside of your waist similar its pushed aside and you no longer drink for the taste I see it in your face picture this I'm still awake from all your kicking it's not a reality thing a single malt single hour in the morning thing and I should go to bed put down this glass clear from my head and just like the marks I've left I need to cover heal and rest a sunken rivet its almost but I slipped and bent it on a whim and il drag you in again revolving door will spin again a solid start and I'm feeling smart this nail is beaten to our door and hanging rope and the stool has....fallen
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Car Lights 04:40
I carry this connection under car lights, a vantage point of in familiar kindAlmost certain risk that I’ll be wounded, but you’re behind the wheel and I don’t mind.Another test, see which heart fits best A warm collision rests; I’m giving in to it.Envisioning the persperating medic, emergent and with my heart in his handsI hope it’s the last, far from the first time And I’ll prey this quad eyed driver understands. Swerve and you miss, not sure I deserve this. A payment made less suicidal the car left running idol, the changing state of ego final (Like a pilot running on lost time)A warm collision rests, and you’re giving in to it.I don’t warrant saviour from traumatic, cadaver mutilation in my mindCalming a decline, reversing tragic.The soul the reaper chose well it’s not mineHow did I do this, man you must be pissed. You can dislike my recital, punctuating the pain inside you But it’s a cyclic curse and it’s your turn(We’ll watch you slowly crash and burn)A breaking pulse beat, screech the wheel speeds through the hands responsible for direction, evasion in mind (I guess it’s just your time)Clutch at dissolving sentiment, settling like ocean sediment, wondering was that all it isAnd that’s all there is
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released December 20, 2015

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The Sick Kind Brisbane, Australia

This writing project celebrates hopelessness and the resolve needed to tackle recklessness.
Recorded, Produced & Mixed by Angus Cooke at Orangewhip Studios Santa Barbara CA. Sam Drew Vocals, guitars, Drums & percussion. Angus Cooke Cello, guitars & vocals. Chuck Croucher Bass, guitars & vocals ... more

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