"Storefront" genre: Goth
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	Somber acoustic piece surfacing my final thoughts...
	CD: The Wrathful Handiwork Scathed In Luminol   Label: Ant-Eye Recordings Credits: written, recorded and performed by Matt Hitt
	Story Behind the Song The final day, reflecting upon what the world has made/destroyed of me.... Lyrics STOREFRONT im never going back again the value is make pretend and through these windows eyes its all for sale and compromise im never getting up again we struggle to the very end and shall we estimate the symptoms as i procreate... cant you understand? im my own mistake fixed from self prescription so ill die so wide awake its never going to be the same the virus that we cant contain the bloodshed dollar days the bibles burn from etched displays ill never see you as we are ive never dissappointed remarks the change of plans have changed and now we stare our lives encased... cant you understand? we're our own mistake babies fed to stifle the cries we shook, we shake...we break... this is all we care to be... this is how we try... im never giving up again the towels so very thin the needles threads i swing for shadows long with shame i bring the gideons on the guillotein im standing but forgot everything the troops have pulled their aim i fall confused...but the image remains...

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