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Lyrics to Childhood Of A Leader : Snake handler, faith healer lawyer, doctor, sword swallower child psychologist, amateur pornographer Sales associate Six percent commission Do you have our club membership' Can I tell you about the benefits' Photo developing, we see every picture And rob extras of those of the sexual nature Theres a shoebox in the back which is storing the duplications Right adjacent to a pile of blank applications And if our patrons werent so ordinary, I might take up blackmail Id seize upon the evil if I thought it would be the key to feeling once again But what I can gather from these bins is that Peoples lives dont provide many pictures worth stealing Just like mine, although plenty get abandoned Ive stopped seeking sex to find different kinds of passion Because sometimes amongst the thumbs and out of focus baby shots A candid picture of anger or happiness shows up I know Ive been swallowed I can feel the acid eating at my skin I dont want to live in the stomach But I dont want to be shit Out into the streets with parts of me partially digested Left here in the beast I know Ive been swallowed I can feel the acid eating at my eyes, at my hands, at my friends, at my mind And if I dont die Im developing quite an appetite I guess Ill have to eat my way back outside Ive got it down to where it takes me about an hour To bag the trash and get it out from underneath the counter Lug it up to the dumpster, back behind the shopping center Lost in thought, God its hot, a ghost inside the register Zombie walking parking lots waiting for my moms to pick me up holding down the vomit in my throat I hope no one I know ever sees me in this state Weeks deep in the belly of the beast named retail I want to yell "help me!" The scream of somethings very wrong But everyone will tell me that my battle cry is too banal And way dated No, I cant explain it But I didnt say that they could take What theyre exchanging for my paycheck I will not be addicted To cigarettes and scratch-off lotto tickets Im not satisfied to lie about my clock-out times When I close the store I need something more from this life In the pictures I horde, I find one in every five hundred That makes me feel a little less disgusting The answer must be here, I just havent found it yet Thats why I keep stealing, so I can not forget That I was once whole, I was once real Its just a job, so its not a big deal, right' So why am I so acutely aware that Im being digested' Why am I scared at night that I might not survive in this climate' My bodys a box, and Im sealed inside it Why have we decided that were stuck behind the stomach lining' Ill find a way out, or die trying Ill find a way out, or die trying Ill find a way out, or die trying Ill find a way out, Ill find a way, Ill find a way out or die trying [ Childhood Of A Leader Lyrics ]
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