Phantom Throb

By Hymie’s Basement

Released on December 3, 2021

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Our parties had dissolved into acrimony

The army was a fever

I’m at the bitch end of a mile-long tunnel made of

PVC tubing

Hold on I can hear the blades spinning faster

Hold on I can see the waves getting taller

Keep it the fuck down would you

I got my boss on speaker

My boss’ll fuckin kill me

No one will ever see me

Sinning in

The linens at

The Hyatt sick

With guilt, on pot

In single vision

I’m reliving

Your departure

Stop

Order dinner

From a number

On a hotel key card

You call

All arch

Me parched

Still hard

Hurt heart

And so far from slumber

In thе beginning

It was exciting

But It was already wintеr

We went out on a lark

To an outcome unintended

Remember?

Now we’ve gone out

Like a fire untended

The wailing wall

The night in jail

The ultrasound

All my weight. All my arms

The landing pad

The hacked off arc

The phantom throb

The pin I put you on

The fancy spread

The actress packed

The lactic acid

Under mine you were gone

All my will could never solve you

All my wind could never stall you

All my will could never solve you

All your wings

All your wings

My spells, my wand

The pillar I put you on

Under the veil you were gone

All my will could never solve you

All my wind could never stall you

All my will could never solve you

All your wings

All your wings