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  1. Acnestis

From the recording Skinning

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Acnestis
by Midnight Peg

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Lyrics

Like I told you
What you want is gone
You’re still tying your shoes
While they drop the bombs
Bony eyes dry-heave till dawn
Braced encased you’re a paragon

Mouth full of dust
Bleeding sandpaper palms
Scratch bark cat in heat
Filed your nails
Till they’re nothing
But powdered on

Oh the time
The time I’m awake
The time, the time
The time that you take
Oh the time
The time I’m awake

What a dick, I’m sick of this
It’s stale, stop poking me
You’re frail, this master-slave dialectic
The sounds I make are
Malignant thoracic
The drip, the drip, the drip
It’s fuckin on

I’d die on your doorstep
Tip the hat
Stomp with your shirt off
Bony eyes, they’re dry as cracked foot
Remiss at the sound
Of the fizz of your slapshot

Can’t butter me
Can’t other me
Can’t mother me
Can’t smother me

Oh the time
The time I’m awake
The time, the time
The time that you take
Oh the time
The time that you take

Bony eyes, they watch till dawn
Braced, encased you’re a paragon

Oh the time, the time I’m awake
Oh, the time that you take

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Midnight Peg live on Treaty 6 Territory, in ᒥᐢᑿᒌᐚᐢᑲᐦᐃᑲᐣ / amiskwacîwâskahikan which is home and traditional place of gathering, connection, and movement for the nêhiyawak (Cree), Anishinaabe (Saulteaux), Niitsitapi (Blackfoot), Métis, Dene, and Nakota Sioux, as well as many other Indigenous peoples, including the Inuit and peoples from the Arctic regions. Indigenous histories, languages, and cultures continue to shape this land and the music community we are part of. We are grateful to make music here and recognize our responsibilities as guests in this territory. 

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