1. |
you're doing fine
02:49
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i dont forward my mail
get it sent to the old me
at our old apartment
where we were still happy
i dont forward my mail
i dont pay all my bills
a credit score is nothing
vs the idea of the pills
i dont go to bed now
i stay up the whole night
make a body with the pillows
tear her from the inside
"whyd you have to do this?" "we can still be saved"
i pissed on the altar, where you're begging me to pray
the blood of christ, this box of wine
you're better now
you're doing fine
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2. |
underneath
03:48
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where the big trees are
i push my bike through the tombstones
the dog that tastes the blood
gets put down
waxen seraphim the sun the song
of birch and maple
canopies and leaves they cover me i'm underneath
check my pockets for my keys my phone my wallet and IDs
this next round is on me
this last year is on me
two name tombstone
twelve years apart
a corner house can take two names
but where's the mailbox?
i'll sleep in apartments forever
lead warnings, lease signings, i'm underneath
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3. |
breakfast bedhead
03:00
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the guiltiest sleep
while the guiltiest dream
of doing things right
every time
breakfast, bedhead
so sorry, storebought
dozen eggs - give way
i turn around and say
i heard you talking last light
circadia hums, fist fight
serpent tongues, spider drool
you made your home, i tossed around
everyone, everyone, everyone
decomposed, i watch you now
decomposed, i watch you now
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4. |
laughing
04:35
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we sent god to his room
he pouts next to the sun
you can see him tear the blinds from the top
if you push the telescope just a little off
tantrum tossing trash the room
grounded now that dad's gone soft
i'm face first in the bed
counting every breath
i like when you're next to me
holding on till we're laughing
show me love under stars
yell my name over speeding cars
don't make me go inside
i'll take all your bug bites
we scratch and itch sing perfect pitch
the wires snap a screaming kiss
my heart stops for the TV hiss
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5. |
hot tub
01:03
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my heart filled until it capsized
in your hot tub i was baptized
in colors and LEDs
waited for your friends to come and see
i should have stopped the ritual where it stood
unclasp your hands, take off your hood
and tie my towel as tight as i could
but i know that everyone has got it coming
i know that it never stops
your feelings falter, stomach drops
you start to bend and then fold up
i'll be there in the crease with my palms pressing down
unfold myself when you're not around
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6. |
my very best
03:09
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what if we kissed and i forgot
my very best is not enough
a quiet room, my stifled cough
oh, it's the place where i shut off
but it's never off when you're around
compare contrast, safe and sound
the earth's on fire it's a dream
will you lay down next to me?
it's all that you can see
the red words, exiting
a quiet crash, a thankful thing
cutting cords, releasing
a power grab, relentless stuff
i liked it better with you on top
heaven bent
hell sent
stay stagnant
say transcend
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7. |
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evaporating ecstasy
next to me
everything i used to hide beneath
a tattered sequence habit gone
generation loss with each and every one
generation loss with each and every
buried convictions
trusted guts
snare roll doldrums, caustic ruts
i lie awake next to you
frantic tomorrow's coming soon
what am i gonna do?
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8. |
thrift store knife set
02:08
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thrift store knife set
slicing veggies
one small slip up
slip right through me
a recipe from screaming out
you ran to see what that's about
thrift store knife set
slicing veggies
do you still like me?
do you still like me?
the cutlery clashed
flesh exposed
you held my hand you stayed composed
find me wrapped up
find me when you've had enough
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9. |
noodle art
02:38
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up to my wrists in sweetness
making beds and breathmints
eating paste with your best friends
noodle art my intentions
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10. |
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hell isnt a place
it is a feeling
of not knowing where you are or where you're stepping
or how far
is too far
from my parent's house and tether, tangled in wishing "do better"
sever several seconds from each exhale
domesticate, suffer, suffocate
and do it all again
again
again
again
everything green and overgrown
the things you want, the things you own
everything, that's green and overgrown
the things you have, the things you own
everything green and overgrown
the things you want, the things you own
everything, that is green and overgrown
green and overgrown, green and overgrown
sever several seconds from each exhale
domesticate, suffer, suffocate
and do it all again
again
again
again
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11. |
tapeworms
02:43
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i've been eating tapeworms
let them live inside me
share all of the good parts
to dilute the feeling
i've never been more okay
is that apathy
is this healing?
i've never been more okay
I can't tell
conditions must be perfect
weather channel green screen
floating heads insisting
floating heads insisting
today's the day to prosper
today's the day to feel good
here i am without you
hiding in my bedroom
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12. |
put holes in me
02:34
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i got on my knees
different birds, different bees
kindest kiss
the softest sting
you've been everything
i reached to the sun
she smiled with me
beetles all come
they start to feed
put holes in me
put holes in me
i won't bleed
put holes in me
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sombur Ypsilanti, Michigan
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