Burial Grid t-shirt design A on black Gildan-style tees. B&W design.
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Between sleep we scan the waves for life
And watch pre-recorded shows
For all that we know it's day
Or permanent night
Generation's blight
Laugh, love
Without the first
Asphyxiating on yesterday's plans
And thinning blood
We're out of food
The ribs extend through yellowed sallow skin
There's no more insulin at all
I feel my heart choke
It's getting quiet now
Get the kids and line them up
Hug their heads to yours
Say you're sorry
Push the pillow down