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morning
03:00
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blood filling my shoes
everything I'll lose
by letting you into my mind
that sugar is priceless
but my body can't process
the sweetness it should leave behind
so I will wait for the morning
wake for the mourning
wait for the morning
forgot what you recommended
January descended
six to nine months out of the year
call you from inside of my cell
secrets that I can't quite tell
without whispering into your ear
so I will wait for the morning
wake for the mourning
wait for the morning
trickle down my leg
this sentiment is vague
so pick up and rub in the dirt
frozen while still in motion
to a destination I've chosen
to go when I no longer hurt
delicate timing
with that gold that you're mining
molten in all of my fear
you'll see me come when it's coldest
when it's darkest we're closest
why do you hold me as I disappear?
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2. |
burn
01:40
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asleep in places I've never been
worship a god who will not see my sin
step back from the place that you lay
sanity and safety are not the same
burn the place where it really hurts
I wanna hate you but I can't find the words
assenting ashes turn into men
you can't hide from where you begin
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3. |
hematidrosis
02:49
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hungry or nauseous?
desperate or cautious?
soft sounds that turn silent heads
pretty colors that tell you you're dead
do you even think about breathing?
back to the dark garden?
oh my god how can you be real
deny me my vision so I learn how to feel?
pushing himself down the street with one limb
I turn my head I blame you and not him
dim light in the sky
terrifies
the storm came, we measured the yield
slim after destruction shattered the field
who knows you won't thirst more?
after sipping the bleeding from his pores?
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4. |
forget
01:03
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I'm scared I'll forget you
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5. |
your shoes
02:17
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sea foam and sleeping
seething and seizing
to where am I slipping to?
am I a few degrees colder than you?
you kick of your shoes you pull off your socks
you cross the river you don't know the cost
I'll be gone soon
when there's nothing left to do
than watch your bitterness consuming you
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