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Social Animal

from Pulp Music by NEUROTIC FICTION

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Start the day, my throat caught up in a sick taste
Relearning motives which inevitably stagnate
Relearning movements at a slower pace
Start the week, and all the other insects in the house crawling out of sleep
Throw on their overcoats and run into the street
Return, repeat

Social animal
Unattainable want, perceived need...

Restart the week, my tongue does a round behind my teeth
Mind does a round of possibility, falls into fantasy
Restart the day, my soul caught up in a memory
Knowing that these prints could taint the vast expanse of this blank slate

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from Pulp Music, released November 16, 2018

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NEUROTIC FICTION Bristol, UK

Post punk group spread thin across the wild westcountry.

Cowboy coffee. Graveyard surfari. PULP MUSIC.

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neuroticfictionpopband@gmail.com

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