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Jisei
04:12
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Blessed are we for who we are?
We led our minds astray and let our bodies fall apart
A trickled down rain becomes a storm
But I can’t help but wonder where this silence came from
Just another day in paradise
And I’m fully committed to watch it die
Just another day in paradise
Guess I’ll keep living in my own damn lie
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Prince Shitty
03:38
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Muddied wood floorboards mark where this started
Cover it up with carpet
Birds began to swarm around the room
Surely this will leave a wound
We got in trouble
My heart went to flutter
Longs for another
Loving to suffer
The mind wasn't fleeting
Thump was still beating
No longer retreating
At the thought of a touch
A new seed to grow out
It's getting close now
Disguised in a night gown
Wearing a worn out crown
No tears for the future
Without a pair of sutures
I was the creature
I loathe so much
Flooded wood cupboards
Break right at the hinge
Surely we will
Fix this
When will you stay
Right in that bed alone?
Surely we'll never know
Oh no
We got in trouble
My heart went to flutter
Longs for another
Loving to suffer
The mind wasn't fleeting
Thump was still beating
No longer retreating
At the thought of a touch
A new seed to grow out
It's getting close now
Disguised in a night gown
Wearing a worn out crown
No tears for the future
Without a pair of sutures
I was the creature
I loathe so much
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EVL
05:08
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Your fingers clinched around
My aching bones
You began to whisper
Through the telephone
Falsely idolize
That's what we prioritize
Fantasize my own lies
Set ablaze a planned life
Bury my ghost
and throw me in the fire
Leave me to burn
With all of your old desires
Is it wrong to hold on to all of mine?
Is it wrong to cast stones with no axe to grind?
My hate lingered out
It syphoned my soul
My voice began to whimper
It severed on it's own
Feeling ostracized
Let it go and let it die
Wash away the bad tide
Now I'm feeling baptized
Buried my ghost
No longer feeling dire
Left them to rot with all who I admire
Is it wrong to say I'm feeling fine?
Is it wrong to grind bones and wait and bide my time?
(Who are we?)
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Seance
02:33
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Blisters on my fingers
Beginning to numb
You're downing all the liquor left in your cup
Pass the torch around
Let's give them a fright
We'll never get caught in the middle of the night
I woke to the sound
of your voice inside my head
It spoke in whispers
Instead of hymns
The ones that
Used to sing me to sleep
Now there
Nothing but meek
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Vulture
02:21
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Push back
Give me some leeway in here
Pull back
Force me into your atmosphere
Adultery loomed
Rattling my body's tomb
My blood was drew
Your lust was consumed
But for a second though
I saw us crawl out of our hole
Whispering back and forth
"You're the one I wanna adore"
And then black
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Brass Strings Garden
05:01
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I spoke every word until it became true
Let the vowels decide the hate I’d spew
Retreated back to the golden days
Like they were the ones in perfect tune
The sun cast shadows on my arms
While it shined on you
I wanna live in a brass strings garden
Let the echo carry me through
So I can act like I’m not haunted
By the ringings of the truth
They can tell I’m somewhat taunted
By this feeling I’m gonna lose
They probably spared themselves the harm
I’d put them through
I remember their hair darkened
Then they crooned at the moon
I fear my hearts too hardened
To let anyone through
I remember when their voice began to soften
And I crumbled without a clue
I fear I’d cause the same problem
For someone like you
I wanna live in a brass strings garden
Let the echo carry me through
So I can act I’m not haunted
And I could love someone like you
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The Coward Robert Ford Jacksonville, Florida
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