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THORTS - Caustic feat. Kady Starling

from Come what may / Waiting to expire / Split EP by THORTS & KADY STARLING

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lyrics

Kady Starling::
When I ascended I was marked for death,
I put a distance between my wings and lept.
I put a cold shoulder directly to the dirt,
I fit a fist through the fissure to defy the verve.
I’m on a soul plane to unearth the grain,
that inadvertently stole the only joy it gave...
It saved me, the same way it shaped me.
But goddam if the journey didn’t break me.
We were slaving for a master we'd created and the faster we obeyed it,
well the harder it degraded, til the plaster that replaced it was the masking on our faces,
and the fading of the ancients was ingrained within our nature,
see?
It’s the sickness, white caustic in the system,
the sanctum of the victims, disassociated witnesses.
It’s the bliss fucking blistered in the misery,
the agony and victory,
misogynistic tyranny.
Please!
Oh, God, we’re weak.
And so dumb that all we do is speak.
I measure space by the time that it takes
for the strange to awake and to devoid the human sub-state.
And in my heart-ache I feel a flutter, some days
the breadth of despair can ingest its own blood waste.
From the tip to the other tip of emptiness,
fear without the heaviness,
lofted from the precipice...

...White caustic in my system...
From the roots to the tree that they were livin’ in.
A secret sin transcended by the victims to sow with tiny stitches the
Garment that they withered in...
...White caustic in my system...
From the roots to the tree that they were livin’ in.
A secret sin transcended by the victims to sow with tiny stitches the
Garment that they withered in...


thorts:
before i lept, i probably should have checked the depth.
ingrained in my chain of commendable acts.
i'm not the sharpest tool in the shed,
but blunt objects hurt more and they still leave you dead.
you only die once,
but you live everyday so you can try to make up for the fuck up's.
and cover up those fault lines with make up,
on your way to the family function.
but first you need a family that functions
and you're just there to make up the numbers.
and im just here, to steer this wheel,
keep my eyes on the road and keep your hands to ya self
pity never looked pretty no matter how you dressed it up,
i ain't playing dolls and i aint down for fisti-cuffs.
me i'd rather roll in the dirt, get smashed a thousand times against the rocks
until that shit doesnt hurt (anymore).
now i'm ready explore my options, curve balls leave me stumped
but thats the least of my problems.
time to scrub that slate clean, now i love who's looking back at me.
so far from that gene ridden factory of misguided information,
now i find my sanctity in the form of perspiration.
exploration for submissions,
explinations for these symptoms and this sickness i've been living with...

...White caustic in my system...
From the roots to the tree that they were livin’ in.
A secret sin transcended by the victims to sow with tiny stitches the
Garment that they withered in...
...White caustic in my system...
From the roots to the tree that they were livin’ in.
A secret sin transcended by the victims to sow with tiny stitches the
Garment that they withered in...

credits

from Come what may / Waiting to expire / Split EP, released December 20, 2018
Vocals by Thorts & Kady Starling
Music by Zoen

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Dora Dorovitch is a small capacity creative unit born 2000, France.Hosts a secret research department on non-sustainable music, other impossible projects.
For the ten years of the label we restarted our action with the compilation "connect the machine to the map" dedicated to Alt hip hop music.
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