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These Days
04:58
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These Days
When I was young I fell in love and I believed, honestly, that it would be forever.
But what’s forever, these days?
A few years passed and it turns out that forever doesn’t last.
Now your brain is stained with my blood; a reminder that you loved.
A reminder what you were/what you did/where you’ve been/what you are
They shipped me off
From her skin so soft
Asked me to find some thoughts to share
So we all lined up
But it wasn’t enough
It was my soul I needed to bare
Still they sucked me dry
Left my soul to die
Now I can’t escape her stare
And now I long for the days
Of that petty charade
Because what I needed wasn’t here.
A reminder that you loved/what you did/where you’ve been/what you are
A monster,
That knows me well.
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My Head, My Home
03:59
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I found my head at the bottom of a box filled with holes
My eyes are wide open
Don’t cut me up just yet
I’ve got so much blood to give
Pack me up and ship me home
Because I’m dead, feel it, I’m dead
I found my heart at the bottom of a well filled with souls
No life rushing through them.
Despite their grip I have no hope to give.
Break my bones and I’ll sink into the stone
I’ll devour you all
And as I digest you
I’ll be pushing you down
In hopes to fill the sound
In my belly, In my pit
Fill me up, It’s not enough
Because I’m dead, I feel it, I’m dead
Your tongue may have spoke more prophetically than my own, but what I have I have in my bones
You may have spat more cynically than I but what I have I have in my spine.
No words, no language, no prayer will take me back there, for I’ve found my head and my home.
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Black Flies
03:46
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Get in line you worthless swine; let us show you how to be perfect.
Get everyone against the wall and they will shoot you down one by one, dying off.
Like the flies in the deepest of woods when the heat burns through their young, we will try to arise but we are just flies.
Death to us all.
Angels used to sing so heavenly but here I am a demon
Coming up/cut me off/cut me up
No surrender only means we’re falling faster to where they wished we were
Dying off
Like the flies in the deepest of woods when the heat burns through their young, we will try to arise but we are just flies.
Death to us all, one by one.
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Never Sleep
05:45
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What if all the words I left unsaid await me when I am dead?
And the syntax of my empty bed leaves me hollow, plastered and misread.
It’s not a struggle of purpose to stand in the dark while the words explode from my chest like I’ve earned this.
But it all turns to cold sweat, into violent unrest.
What if all the words I’ve left unsaid await me when I am dead?
Brick by brick you lay your foundation
Thoughts lined up in calm formation
The river that flows through all your creation
It’s filthy and its foul
It’s my pollution
So I propose a solution;
Give back my blood, my mind, and my bones and let me sink into the ground.
They’re just words on a page
They’re not meant to make a sound
I swear I hear them talking out
But only when it’s dark
I never sleep.
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