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Eyes Roll Like Dice
01:19
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Somewhere not far in the distance a shadow forms
Begging you to take a taste of the hell it holds
I told you it would come for you
I knew that it would come for you
Hold that chin up
Cuz it gets worse from here
Smile while you can
Cuz you won’t be able to soon
You’ve made sure of it
Fiery reflections in the whites of your eyes
Fiery reflections in the whites of your eyes
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Running away now
Scratch that phrase out
Running out of time to save what’s left of your life
Dig deep till your hands bleed
What’s the point of coming clean if you don’t give a fuck what’s been done
No one saves them from the crushing weight that you dropped on their lungs
Grids light up across the sky
Showing paths to where the trains can’t reach
You’ll have to go on foot from here
The path gets thin and your light dims out
Moonlight shining off sharp teeth
Use them well, I know you will
Bring us home a feast
I’ll show the pity that you showed me
I’ll stay as clean as you’ll let me
Friends and idols alike, spoil overnight
Blood boils in the sun
The reaper creeps in
Friends and idols alike, spoil overnight
Blood boils in the sun
The reaper creeps in
Come alone, come alone, come alone, come alone
Steady on the descent
Guard rails unscrewed
Steady in the descent
Guard rails unscrewed
‘Don’t you mind’ said the devil ‘if I tag along to make sure you get to the place I’m sending you’
Steady on the descent
Guard rails unscrewed
Steady on the descent
Guard rails unscrewed
At least the light show is something to see
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Holy fucking shit I hate the way that my skin fits
I want to move to a dangerous city
Find an appraisal for
Exactly
How much
Each one of my organs are worth
Burn my nervous energy
Use the warmth to make it through
Burn
Flowers in your hair, violence in your heart
I hope I’m through the worst of it
Flowers in your hair violence in your heart
I hope I’m through the worst of it
Wrap myself in band-aids made from saved up past lives
Wrap myself up, no longer mine
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Spill my heart
Rip my head apart
Slow, breath out, sit down and think of what you’ve found out
How it sounds, if there’s doubt, if you can’t explain it
It’s not mine to decide, I guess I’ll just accept you’re right and I’ll fight
For this side
Till I lose my will again
Seductive voices of the dead
Their words bare more weight than the rest
Would you hear me better if my voice was only in your head?
Seductive voices of the dead
Their words bare more weight than the rest
Would you hear me better if my voice was only in your head?
You rescind the weight of kingdoms you build on ruins freshly leveled
So the roots can grow again
You rescind the weight of kingdoms you built on ruins freshly leveled
So the roots can grow again
And feel the sun again
What was left and what it means
Just slashing through this make believe
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My shadow looks more like me than my body does
What makes me sad will keep mealworms fed
I wasted my best, threw out my best years excavating hell
Dug deep through the pit till my arms quit
Rode the fire back up
It burnt though my skin, organs within
I think they’ll burst into dust
And scatter across the earth
My shadow looks more like me than my body does
Shake off creeping inklings feels like static shocks are firing off in my mind
Buzzing again
Buzzing again
Buzzing again
Buzzing again
No hopes to fight
I lost a while before I tried
Sting again
Sting again
What makes me sad will keep the mealworms fed
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Open up the discourse
I will pretend I know anything of anything
Flood my eyes with visions of something to have faith in
I fill all my prescriptions just as something to do
I feel the memories pressing for the first time this decade
Pressure makes it stop
The panic makes it go away
For now
Break me out, out of my broke down walls
Where I hide
These ruins can be fun sometimes
These ruins can be fun sometimes
I know a place to stay when I don’t really wanna be there but these ruins can be fun sometimes
(Drown yourself)
Resign myself to the current
Further from the shore I will stray
I have to speak out loud in the moment
At least I can swim
At least I can swim
(Drown)
In testing this theory
(You filthy rat)
You left me completely
Paralyzed, fucked up and dreaming up the end
Open up the
(How open minded)
Discourse I want
(A man must be)
To pretend I
(To cut out their own tongue)
Know anything of anything
(And still speak out of turn)
Circular breathe in your vomit
Every time you think you know better
Choke on it
Let the idea end your life
Just to complete something
I could respect that
I could respect
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7. |
Sugar Rot
01:02
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I’d leave myself for dead if I was you too
If this is all I get I’m gonna fucking crash
Did you hear me?
(Take your head)
Did you hear what I said?
(I’m gonna take your fucking head)
Hang it in the living room
(Where’s the rest?)
That’s for me
Put it in the freezer we’ll be fed for 30 weeks
You’re so fucking sweet it hurts my teeth
You’re so fucking sweet it hurts my teeth
One more little bit to get by
Help me relearn how to fucking fly
You’re so fucking sweet
It hurts my fucking teeth
It hurts my fucking teeth
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Swim to the surface for sunlight you felt
For the first time in your life
But it’s just too comfortable
When you fear the worst
I'll sit alone and rethink
What I need to be
For a chance at relief
From my darkest dream
You're starting to see
The fear that's splitting my seams
I'm no longer me
I'm no longer me
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I wish you could see how quick
The flush of your cheeks fades
With a wound that deep
I wish you could see how quick
The flush of your cheeks fades
With a wound that deep
But now I’ll just pretend you learned your lesson
I’ll pretend that I’m sorry
As I accumulate some habits that aren’t my own
I wish you could see how quick
The flush of your cheeks fades
With a wound that deep
Fall asleep
Stay right where you are
Just wait for time to start
Oh my god I’ve been here long enough
Save my breath for what comes next a conscience stuck under quicksand
Propped upright then stripped of myself
I watch as the reaper crawls the earth to find one last life to take
I bet your god is happy that you wouldn’t let him take me
Decisions made too early lead to such a close call
I know your god is happy, he won’t have me he doesn’t want me
Fucking up the plan
Fucking up your paradise
I’ll just get myself
Out of this
Like I always have somehow
I’ll just get myself
Out of this
Like I always have somehow
Falling out of favor again
For hopefully the last time
Before I die
Dragged down fast
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Spill Yer Beans
00:49
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Cut inverted, stitched up clean
Violently, finally
So much deeper than it seemed
Take a seat there
Feel calm?
It’s alright now
That you’re gone
Feel the slow creeping of my blade to your neck
Bleeding like you made the rest bleed
Fuck second chances, you made this bed yourself
With all the life you’ve stolen from people who needed your help
We’ll dance on your grave
We’ll dance on your grave
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Spit all the poison you want
You’ll never kill me
With that weak of a dose
Pray for the day
I can erase
Every one of my
Big fucking mistakes
Slash the silence with blades made from the words that you used to curse me
Slash my through behind the funeral home
Save the coroner some gas money
The witch that haunts my dreams
Was just a future me
I’m making up for years and fucking years of lost sleep
Spit all the poison you want
You’ll never kill me
(With that weak of)
Sell off the faith that you’ve got
While it’s worth something
(While it’s worth)
Clean eyes behind charred hearts, disguised
Clean eyes behind charred hearts, disguised
You’ll never kill me I know you can’t do it
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I cannot refrain from spitting teeth from my mouth when forces more formidable than me destroy what I thought was inviolable but now I’m begging please don’t creep back through the cracks I just learned how to fill
I’ve just cleansed my body
My conscience
So murky
Unprocessed
A million eyes all void of life align the site where we will die
They never stop watching so let’s give them something to see
We’ll free
Them from
Their seeds
Crashing at the rocks and forming shapes that trace the outlines of our shadows almost too perfectly
I start to chisel them away
We’ll break
From this
Dull frame
Say goodbye to your family
Hitch a ride down south
Then you’re driving a car you can’t remember buying or stealing or anything like that
You’re just on your way somewhere
Somewhere time will get away from you, but you won’t miss it
Somewhere you can forget that these are your last days
Or maybe not
Forever it haunts.
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