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4
03:36
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2. |
State Of Sterility
03:03
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That busted knee
Walls Scrubbed clean
never too late to say what you don't mean
never bleak if you turn the other cheek
Feed your facsimile the happiest week
Mouth with strangers teeth
You doubled the meds just this week
a dry shower
tins of living beef
an inverted memory
you were kicking in your sleep
kicking in your sleep
quilted head
warmest breath
resting in
My preferred dread
State of sterility
will annex stability
State of sterility
scrubbing those walls clean
State of sterility
You can live past me
State of Sterility
Stitched too neatly
I might just get a kick outta it
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3. |
Dimmer
04:28
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Wasting borrowed time
In places you despise
Tomorrow dulls out your eye
Sterilized the tremors in the night
By huffing sweat and pesticide
Nothing to be rectified
It's quite alright
It's a damn good time
Watching yourself die
I'll be clutching your side
Till i dim the lights
Just
Going away for a while
Hurts to look you in the eyes
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4. |
Foal
04:04
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I love it when your face is shifting
Through gallows and wires
Those hands need a thorough rinsing
To remain inspired
You'll wallow in your indifference
Till the end of the line
Cut off whatevers stickin
Outta feeble eyes
It sold a set of caustic charms
And let every child into its arms
With a crayon lined with teeth
It Chewed into the cities meat
Shot us into a lifelong dream
Where everything is incomplete
And it fucking kills me to see
You Naked shivering next to me
The foal crumpled up in the driveway
No longer young
Raised it up on a calloused socket
It Shot straight up
Thrashing in a pool of vomit
Screams curdled my blood
We're a little dead in the eyes
But so full of love
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5. |
Happiest News
03:00
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Knew what to do
Things I cant tell you
They come in two
Painful screws
Recite to you
Happiest news
When a heart comes through
It wont be new
Past the smoke and sinew
See glass virtue
A bitter resistance to
Loving truth
You'll find a way
You'll find a way
You'll find a way
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6. |
I'm Trying
02:48
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Oh I'm Trying
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7. |
Freckles
02:30
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I could care less
If you're getting undressed
Overseas you're depressed
Despite my feeble attempts
You'll drown in tenderness
Pour Salt on wounds
As your freckles bloom
Into a free ride for you
Said you were fucking screwed
When you heard the news
Should not Rewind
Back into new worries
And potent times
With shaky hands you mime
The tugging of rope
And that breakdown of mine
Cut open a new hole
Drain it out into a porcelain bowl
Puke out last weeks hate
Writhing like a newborn on a floral plate
At sixteen you felt great
Glistening and ready to emancipate
You'll Do your best
Not to let it go.
The scream of the month
Laugh it all off by lunch
Picking at my skin
Till i have those freckles again
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8. |
Hey
02:58
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9. |
Sun Light
04:10
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You'll never make it
Back home
You'll never grow
Another soul
You wont ever
Right those wrongs
You'll never change
Scrape off paint
As the sun light crawls
On your bedroom wall
You'll peel a thousand
Faces off
You'll glady fake it
Around your folks
You'll choke and take it
Into your bones
You will settle
For what wont
You'll crawl between
Legs unseen
I'll see the sun
By dawn
I'll take my place
At the
Bottom
I'll see the sun
I'll see the sun
I'll see the sun
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10. |
Body Double
02:46
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I'm not so sure
You're here.
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11. |
Pas Tense
02:42
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12. |
Tumble
04:04
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You can stay In my Ribcage
Tear fleshy bits From within Away
Let me know If I should Stay
Let me know If I said Too much Today
I don't want to put my Hands
On your Face
Just let me know If you're gonna
Go Away
When you cry
I let the face slide
So warm Inside
I don't mind
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13. |
Be There
04:31
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I dance
Real good to that song
It plays before you shut the door
Look through the peephole
I'm long gone
The rattling of plates
The poltergeist you keep at home
I disappear in this coat
When you say you love me
That oversized button up
Your necktie
You tug it when
The sparrow dies
I dance along
To your rattling jar of thorns
You keep them in the medicine cabinet
That place is an oddity
Because you've never been sick
I needed an excuse to leave
So i blamed the air
You pinned me up against the wall
All of a sudden
I wasn't there
Supposed to hurt
when you claw my back
My mind wanders
Into the cracks
We ate leftovers that look sentient
Laying on your mothers carpet
You said this place will never be a home
And somehow you're alright with that
You sell me on some ideas
That i might cut into my arm
Took me up to the attic
Let me hold your past
Cobwebs and dead animals
A portrait of your father
His heroic badge
The moon killed one half
The water drowned the other
Take me back to your place again
Lets take a shower
You'll get a dog soon
I've been waiting for you to
Why dont you start dancing again?
We can play the songs we played last night
Or was it a year ago
Will it be the same tomorrow?
I wrote you again
I saw your twin
I'll be in town once a month
Will you let me know?
I've only got a couple places to go
I hope you'll be there
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14. |
Sea
03:39
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15. |
Black Gut
04:47
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Scarf down my fathers food
As if it's never been wasted
Feels better than it should
Despite all the things in the basement
Molding my mothers arms
Sculpting all the right bruises
She might've said the words
I'll do my best not to hear them
All three entities
Skipping past all of our pictures
Ghosts in a frame
Or maybe just refractions
Now let the monsoon rain
Dilute away your blood ties
Time catching up again
Tugging them into the hospice
I'll never love again
Cause it'll hurt just the same
There are times when you should
But somehow this time i could'nt
In my black gut
There's always room for some grieving
In my black gut
I'll keep all of the sharp pieces
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16. |
B 1910
06:27
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So strange
It's empty now
Quieter than
The last time i was around
Smell of air freshner
Replaced the smoke cloud
She broke his face on that table
It's covered up now
Why is it crushing
Not having them around
Will you let
Me go away please
That curdling glass of milk
Setting for centuries
I dont have
Your happy family
It hurts when I force one For
Myself in a hurry
Tucked away in those drawers
Are the scribbles of a ghost
Now and then he comes home
And misses the chaos
Used to be blood on the wall
From when he punched the kid
With the assistance of
A little detergent
And a kitchen sponge
He Turned it into an office space
Every single time we sobbed
Will live on these walls
To that homely sense of dread
I will always crawl
In Every single glass of milk
A child will call
Out to a cheerful something else
That may never exist
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