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Look at this flower in my hand
Outstretched without speaking
So eager to devour
I look upon the flower
decode it wrong become the loser
It grows in girth, your hand it withers
More detached from now
Occasionally look up and dither
To bury eating away
At your body and mind
So carefully nourished
Symbiotically intwined
Look at the flower you say
Look at the flower you say
Don’t give it shade
Don’t give it shade
This is the very thing that helps us get big
Don’t give it shade
Don’t give it shade
Don’t give it shade
Don’t give it shade

All objects that are extensions of me are broken
And here you berate me like a boomer
For the second life I hold in my hand
The one that gives us all we have planned
You criticise me like all else that sustains you
Wince at the taste of your mothers boob
We travel and complain and point fingers and we argue about privilege, like the privileged like to do, like the privileged like to do. That’s me and you.

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from Fist Me 'til Your Hand comes Out My Mouth, released May 1, 2020

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Crywank Manchester, UK

Crywank are a UK based anti-folk band. They formed in Manchester. Jay is from Barnsley, Dan is from Darwen. They mostly write sad songs and have been told they are the worst named band in the country.

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