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Pocket full of gold
I let my hand dive in
I could sell it for soul
Or maybe I could buy some eyelids
Sleep it off until April
Sleep it off and possibly wake up
I left my gold on the table
As a decorative centerpiece

Isn’t it shiny
Isn’t it great the way it lays
My stomach is burning
As we approach the subway train

Standing in the doorway of competitive desire
Our fate is lingering and whispering
The telling tales of barbed wire
I can’t believe what I’m hearing
I can’t believe what I feel
I can’t believe what I’m seeing
Cause this is way too real

Confusion

You can find me in a hall of mirrors
Puffing out smoke
And while you drink to forget
You’ll forget that you’re broke

Collusion

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from Fat Trout Trailer Park, track released July 29, 2020

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Fat Trout Trailer Park Brooklyn, New York

FAT TROUT TRAILER PARK is a post-punk response to modern life, where beyond the noise lies an incisive critique of contemporary society.

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