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Creepster
03:46
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Interrupting my fucking fantasies
Between my dreams, it's coming
Trust the newsglue warning
Irrational pursuit, fingers with joints touch you
The reach is long
The reach is long
The reach is long
The reach is long, don't
The reach is long, touch
The reach is long, us
His neck is getting longer
You and your sister don't need to be dead
Help, my legs are stuck
Go back in to the sky
Your bones are too different than mine
Now is not the time
You wouldn't kill me out here would you?
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Sore Believer
03:09
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Listening to winter's pockets full of came
The cackling laughter twisting arms back
A premonition checked in
Burnt up in the sun
Filled with void, proud of shame
No self-truths will write this book
Worn down, permissive
Worn down, selective
I was looking for rage but could only see sorrow
Worn down, I was looking for rage but could only see sorrow, permissive
Worn down, selective
Worn down, he does as he wishes
Looking for rage
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Between Teeth
02:27
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I am going to eat the entire flood and pick through what washes out between my teeth
Bite
I can feel your bones rubbing together in my hand and it used to scare me but now it makes me tired
How quickly it all went from disgusting to desirable to desperate, until you finally had it
Can you still part with it
Transplant yourself
Nothing ever hidden was a secret
I want to love you again, if you can handle it
The pink part of your eyelids secured my place
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4. |
Tiger Claws
04:27
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How can you even understand your own emotion when you seem to find complacency in your own anguish
You tear yourself apart and put yourself back together with all the wrong pieces
You're full of arrows that nobody shot and you're holding the bow
You try and create a system
You try to run and hide
You think your problems are fading when they're buried down inside
You spend your days as nothing
You spend your nights alone
Mimicking their hopes and dreams when you don't have your own
Don't blame me for what you've done
How can you trust yourself
Thinking the world gives a shit, you're creating your own hell
Always waiting for something that you know won't ever take place
You think the world owes you when you're ripping off your face
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Grift
05:35
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Guarantee control of the mood
They'll sell themselves
They'll sell
They'll sell if you let them
Guarantee control of their pain
Give for giving forgiven for giving for forgiven
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