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The high today is 104
Incongruous weather for our little cold war
The air outside is sluggish and moist
But we'd both hightail it out there if we really had the choice

But these walls
Are impervious borders
And we both
Have our marching orders

No quarter given
And none received
None received

The bulb blew out in the bathroom light
Neither one of us will fix it out of stubbornness or spite
We both refuse to be the first to speak
And the tension ratchets up with every passing week

You throw away
My grocery store fliers
And I let a little air
Out of your tires

But we hold fire
Staring each other down
Each other down

All our friends can see something is wrong
But we don our masks and act like we still get along
And I know you're trying to gauge their sympathies
But I'm employing my own clandestine strategy

And when one of us finally
Crosses that line in the sand
I guess we'll find out
Who really has the upper hand

And our plans
Will be tested at last
Tested at last

I see the sweat
Beading on your brow
And the only question
Remaining now

Is who'll break down
And fire the first shot
The first shot

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from Teatime With Conqueror Worm, released May 29, 2020

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Headless Relatives Troy, New York

Headless Relatives play songs. These songs feature desperate individuals, bittersweet memories, and ancient Egyptian gods. Some of these songs can be found here.

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