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Dialectrix - First World Venom (Official)- The Cold Light of Day

'First World Venom' is produced by Plutonic Lab, and taken from Dialectrix's 2013 album The Cold Light of Day. Purchase the album from iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/au/album/the... JB Hi-Fi: http://www.jbhifionline.com.au/music/... Music video by Carl Allison http://cargocollective.com/carlallison LYRICS Yo I step out to get in gonna claim the night as mine Revitalise my soul by force feeding it cyanide Not in a literal sense it's the kind of line I make up To put a visual sight inside your mind Green light off the leash roaming the streets Taking in the poison like were soaking in bleach No longer sober as the cohorts we meet socially greet A toaster of drinks what I've chosen to be Those who work hard and play hard they know what I mean You go to release that tension as it grows in the week Bars and pubs they take our money like a poker machine And I can't settle petal this kettles blowing off steam Butane on a plate is gonna get my head spinning Nek Minute Excellent Becks sipping' and exhibiting energy And while that sweat dripping' in festivity revelry CHORUS ANOTHER NIGHT THAT I'VE WASTED BEING WASTED BIGHT OF THE FIRST WORLD VENOM ANOTHER NIGHT GONE AND I CAN'T REPLACE IT SHOULD HAVE STAYED AT HOME AND NOT LEFT IT We can't replace the time it takes to detonate Detonating our bomb with party time when lead astray I renovate a self medicating meditation And put in place of educational demonstration Every sip from a glass like a kick in the arse And killing me faster to harbour silly debacles Swigging with rhythm of the dizziest rascal Till my liver and kidneys shit it and pickled in jars So pass out regret it acidic and harmful Half arse awake as I sit on a bar stool Harsh idiot arse hole gritty as charcoal And thinking when I'm drinking that I'm king of the castle But I'm not I'm a joke and reason that I'm broke Is the reason that I cope with demons that I know So I glorify nothing son it ain't a pretty picture Swimming pools of liquor and I'm diving in the mixture CHORUS BRIDGE Slow slow down down low smoked out Heart tick like a metronome merry go round Room spin mood rude crude crew ask 'Who is him?' Make a prude pure type like all my pure sin Lure so alluring moves getting fewer from the sewer I be spewing in Cure of the lunatics full moon move back goon bag hooligan That's not a nurofen nor is it a eucalyptus bud No cuz round ones ludicrous speed up mind blur Out of my jurisdiction been there been back and moving in But I'm going up when I'm out and I'm doing this Oh and feels son good when I'm in this maddness yeah in an unreal world with our messed habits I'm a good guy but I'm tricked by badness So I'm a messed up man when the venom happens CHORUS