Pile Lyrics
"Milkshake"

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Laying on the curb
That drops off about a mile
Your heart beats
But real slow

The throat starts to shrink
Every sense is leaving
And it never crosses your mind
To close your eyes

You lay down and try to rest
Try to breathe deep with that foot on your chest
This song is from the album "A Hairshirt of Purpose" and "Songs Known Together, Alone".