Blackland Dirt by Comadre Lyrics

The scornful face of saturation
Scorn, and heartless compassion
A fully synthetic being
Functioning solely on a drive for
Acceptance, appeal, absence of thought
Corrupting all I hold dear

A sharp drive through the heart of my conviction
My heartfelt compassion

Pull this rusty blade
Place it in the ground
Buried next to my fallen hopes
Level my utopia
Flood this perfect world with cover-up and hairspray
Diet pills and vomit

Starve my siblings
Turn my child against herself
Against herself
Starve my
Starve my siblings
Turn my child
Turn my child against herself
Against herself