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Festooned With Our Garments

from Gulag by The BERiBERi

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salesman at the door
he's not coming in
he's not selling me something i've not seen before
i don't owe him an answer

in a small remainder
we'd infect the rest
punching me in the head
it don't feel anymore
the black and the white of my eyes

wind-y and narrow the staircase
and cold in the cellar
and it won't be so pretty to see
when the owners return to find
all of our clothes on the trellis
they'll find all of our clothes on the trellis

in a coffin we'll end up together

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from Gulag, released July 13, 2012

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The BERiBERi Brooklyn, New York

Anti-gravity rock full of nightmares and dreamscapes for the dark and stormy hours

Film scores:
IRIS (2019)

Soundtracks:
LOVE AMERICAN SKIN (2010) (as Giving The Table A Name)

Animation shorts: ANGEL LUST and
MONKEY AND MON KAUR, by visual artist Suneet Sethi.
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