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abdication
04:31
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"I have never wanted to withhold anything."
"you make me feel like a person"
somehow, someone convinced us
that we weren't ready for love
and I would've liked to have told them
they were wrong`\`\`\`\`\```'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`,
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2. |
asylum
02:49
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3. |
əm
03:09
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please stop
please stop
i don't wanna see you anymore
your heartbreak's hard on my
mind
nothing left to do with you before goodbye
it's over
it's over
it's over
forever ago
scrolling through the vinyl flying
faster than my eyes can coincide
but she's loving it so i'm gonna let this ride.
yeah i'm just gonna let this ride.
her necklace is painted something holy
choking on the pride
like she deserved god, went to heaven
and then something else died
feeling like an uptight nation
because the closest i've been getting to your meditation
is the only quiet moment of my day.
it's when I taught myself to think and say what's true to you
while simultaneously remembering what's true for you?
sidetracked now because somehow i'm absconding with that nickname
thinking fondly of your dress free of dress stains
been a little far from the house of god
but simultaneously at the front, because his dojo's boundless
i found this perplexing but remember it sounds like this
silently testing whether you love my improved memory or not
whether it's what you thought or have yet to have thought cause
i bought the salt and forgot to share it with your supper
tossing it over my shoulder like fighting bad luck
murphy's law cause we're curse words
detailed trains derailed insane
options are endless now
because we can't cremate the flower
any further than the ashes it has been forever
options are endless
because we can't cremate the flower
any further than the ashes it has been forever now
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4. |
540
01:51
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it's always worst at night
worse i'm silently signing away my life
for a while i've been lying in spite
of my judges and also lying out of sight
i've never felt this way before
how has sunlight become such an eyesore?
should probably wake up
pour problems and mountain dew out of my cup
been up all night
feeling numb and paralyzed
slipped on dirty clothes too tight
stumbling absentmindedly outside
shoelaces barely tied
i barely tried to get out of bed
usually giving in to the phrase in my headstone
"don't try, it doesn't matter
i'm sick of this. can i be any sadder?"
storing a weekend nightcap
to last the month
until i've finally slept past
all my appointments and obligations
friends, celebrations and occasions
some people need 'em
some people leave 'em
maybe someday i won't
some people leave 'em
some people feastin'
maybe someday i won't
unsure of how to rig the levels
to line up happiness
get the shit thoughts to settle
giving up and taking too much rest
lying on my chest
disregarding advice my back is fucked
oh well, prescription pill habits are the cutest
guess my luck
will i still walk at 35
from all of the shitty dives
on skateboards on late night rides?
and if the choice was still mine
would i make it or sit back and lie
in a hopeless comfort "no, i'm fine?"
perhaps i'm wrecking my cat naps
pondering i should just relax
some people need 'em
some people leave 'em
maybe someday i won't
some people leave 'em
some people feastin'
maybe someday i won't
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5. |
boof
02:34
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let the sun rays pass to you
sealed up love from the afternoon
when you wake tomorrow
i'll have today for you to borrow
our souls can tangle
that's fine with me
i'll hold hands with you
marry your energy
known you a while
i'm perfectly content
woken by your smile
so heaven sent
so heaven sent
i've burnt notepads
putting this down
comatose in thought
and screaming aloud
undoing a year
and a half
of a painful past
putting out such a bloody aftermath
we talked of being mortal
so we met in the middle
sailing overhead
safe in one bed
i've missed you a lot
somewhere you've never been
counting down
till the distance ends
known you a while
i'm perfectly content
woken by your smile
so heaven sent
so heaven sent
talk about it in a word she knows
always everyday just so she knows
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6. |
ki
05:01
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mornings depress me
not like when I'm expressing
into lightly stolen drum kits
stressing over swung bits
creations not as spontaneously spawned as improv skits
augmented offensive. who would've thunk it?
the reply to the sunrise
when emolectric rhymes stunk
and bus stop time flies
while party baccalaureates get drunk
i spin from sinning and swallowing prescriptions
leftover naproxen
dismissing against shots
a relapse with who i'm not
old self who indulged in temporaries
trophy sluts on my shelf
but following nearly any girl
crying "they're all the same."
while potential fame
polluted the stream
of my so conscious dream
and my subconscious seemed to be weakening
an overload a reloading of programmed modes
default operation of my daily tasks and remembering door codes
i think the wifi antenna in my laptop is broken
i think my uvula's caught in my vocal cords i'm chokin'
some cold cuts caught in the back 'o my throat
my voice is feeling separated can't hit that note
getting better through necessity it's odd to have nothing
attempting the lower half and on the falsetto i'm croaking
attempting the lower half and on the falsetto i'm croaking
and on the falsetto i'm croaking hard
i traveled distance & couldn't manage to be present
100% no longer innocent in this frozen instance
on something brand new & someone old too
and the crowd won over in minnesota;fucking told ya
that this social creature wasn't dead
and he's still convincing people with hate in their hearts
that some things are better left unsaid
immediate mediator apart from former instigator
i learned by hard choice, not soft learnings;don't rejoice
fucked up a couple of nights before
and her emotional well being in spite
of my own broken front door
we've occupied these zip codes but still didn't know
that these royal thrones were alchemist's fool's gold
we thought to pawn them before but i guess not
the false support in these dorms is all that we've got
my subconscious seemed to be weakening
an overload a reloading of programmed modes
default operation of daily tasks and remembering door codes
and my subconscious had seemed to be weakening
an overload a reloading of programmed modes
default operation of daily tasks and remembering door codes
i think the wifi antenna in my laptop is broken
i think my uvula's caught in my vocal cords i'm chokin'
some cold cuts caught in the back 'o my throat
my voice is feeling separated can't hit that note
getting better through necessity it's odd to have nothing
attempting the lower half and on the falsetto i'm croaking
attempting the lower half and on the falsetto i'm croaking
and on the falsetto i'm croaking hard
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