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There's nothing sacred about a bowing head, a preacher man under control committed to death. They showed me a world of dreams,
sell my soul to die in a hole.

I'd rather the abyss, than a blood soaked gift.
I'd rather the abyss, nothing to miss
They showed me a world of dreams
Sell my soul to die in a hole.

On my own watch me drown, feel my lungs sink with scum.
Heaven won't find me now.

Bottom of the earth find me now.

Bring them down to the fucking ground.
The hand of god will never find us now.

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from Disposable Culture, track released August 8, 2018

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Kid Presentable Canberra, Australia

Kid Presentable is...

     Elliot - Vocals
      Zac - Guitar  
   Anthony - Guitar
  Campbell - Drums
      Luke - Bass

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