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Deer Corpse

from Make Me In A New Shape by Young Steve

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(Stitch)
Hey there, uneven puff cheeks, there’s
Parents raising their kids with distortion
Seeing chaos day after day,
Don't get me started on living today
Didn't rob a gravesite we’ve just got a lust for morbid curiosity, death, or bust
Everyone I know is a ghost, but that is how I like it
I want to go home, but you're a dead chicken bone

(Tim)
Back road hit-and-run, the rupturing of bones
The sickening percussion with a carcass made of chrome
Didn’t even brake, watched it shrinking in the rearview
Nobody’s around but don’t think nobody hears you
You feel it start to rot from your guts up to your skin
Reeling from the putrid stench of the rotten wind
Organs spill out as you’re crumbling apart
Until there’s nothing left but your barely beating heart

Deer corpse lookin’ motherfucker
Lookin’ like he had a bad run in with a trucker
With wide doe eyes that don’t blink when face to face
With the lights above a semi-trucker’s bumper

(Stitch)
Twitchy eyed rib-wax rip through the cellophane
Pretty and pink from a monster that’s not feeling pain
Getting real sick of body parts
I can’t tell the difference between brainwaves and a beating heart
Spare the meat and spoil the child
With squiggly waves and jiggly eyes
Fish hook up my nostril to remove my stupid brain
Help my body up because your body’s getting wrecked again

(John)
He says someone come and meet me in the motherfucking parking lot
I need someone to leave me like I left that fucking deer to rot
A million flies can swallow me like a tunnel eats a car
A concrete tongue that’s wallowing with a carcass on the tar
It’s leering down upon me I can hear it’s dying screams
But I’ve got a mouth for breathing I can shout over its pleas
BITCHES AIN’T SHIT AND THEY AIN’T SAYIN NOTHING
A HUNDRED MOTHERFUCKERS CAN’T TELL ME N O T H I N G

Deer corpse lookin’ motherfucker
Lookin’ like he had a bad run in with a trucker
With wide doe eyes that don’t blink when face to face
With the lights above a semi-trucker’s bumper

I’m like a dead animal
On the inside, on the inside
I’m like a dead animal
On the inside, on the inside

Deer corpse lookin’ motherfucker
Lookin’ like he had a bad run in with a trucker
With wide doe eyes that don’t blink when face to face
With the lights above a semi-trucker’s bumper

Deer corpse-looking motherfucker
Who’s decaying quite like no other, smothered
By a pillow and hit in the head but this mo-fo
Don’t know the meaning of dead

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from Make Me In A New Shape, released July 1, 2022

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