1. |
Big Empty
03:53
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why can't I just fall asleep
I'm seeping instability
my mind is bleeding visibly
I feel drawn
by your song
pull me under now
I wanna sink into the sea
let sand and salt enrapture me
I have these lurid dreams
in which I feel at peace
I can't escape the imagery
of inky lightless mystery
of vast and heavy poetry
of symbols
inaudible songs
pull me under now
I have these lurid dreams
in which I feel at peace
in which I fall apart
in which there is no start or end
no end
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2. |
Soft
03:41
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a cat with no tail
a cracked fingernail
the shell of a snail
frail
the wings of a moth
the breath before a cough
fine woven cloth
soft
a new nervous tick
a quickly burning wick
panic
a heartbroken smile
a friend in denial
stay for awhile
I feel fragile
nowhere to sit
a shoe that does not fit
a wet electric blanket
I feel distant
the map isn't clear
the captain cannot steer
fear
a boat, a rock, a hole, a sock, a cut, a shave, a shovel, a grave
a rot, a fruit, the dirt, the roots, a crack, a screen, a modern day machine
an unwishing well
the product didn't sell
overwhelmed
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3. |
Say What You Mean
01:53
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I hate everything
I take it out on me
I hate these cigarettes
they'll probably kill me
I hate the person I used to be
I'm not myself
I'm someone else
say what you mean
we all need help
I hate every drink
I hate the way it makes me think
I hate the shit it makes me say
I hate the way it keeps me
from being ok
say what you mean
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4. |
Bitter Medicine
03:29
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my gaze hits the ground
caught myself thinking out loud
I cringe at the sound
revisit the past
my memory is whirling and vast
why do I torture myself
I squirm and spit
and I always win
I won't swallow this
bitter medicine
I just choke on it
where do I fit in
I'm tangled twisted and pinned
the pieces don't fit
my eyeballs shake, and leak, and bleed
I'm a black hole
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5. |
Terra Firma
02:55
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a litre of coffee I have the thirst
gravity's pulling me into the earth
a weight on my shoulders that always returns
a heartache that just makes it worse
balloons in my chest they're full of pleghm
bolts of electricity shoot through my head
my hair keeps growing in
I keep on cutting it
one day we all will be dead
I think these stereotypical thoughts
like oh my god I feel so small
and what am I doing with my life
and I turn to you and say
are you afraid to die
it's so strange to be alive
I can't see life outside my own eyes
when I've taken my last breath
do I get to love again
do I get to keep anything
I am obsessed with the life of an artist
honest and open I write down my thoughts
I thought I was different I thought I was special
turns out I'm probably not
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6. |
Bloom
03:39
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Ocean breeze
you cut like a machine
my cheeks are raw and red
my innocence is dead
I mourn it painfully
it grows and it recedes
what have I done to me
why can't I let me be
we bloom
we grow fruit
it gets consumed
or it drops and rots
severed spine
look me in the eyes
what did they say to you
what did they make you do
why don't you come inside
take of your disguise
leave it at the door
you don't need it anymore
sing to me
I weaken at the knees
there's beauty everywhere
it spreads like a disease
I see a blade of grass
push through the concrete
I tear it from the earth
and blow through it like a reed
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7. |
Liberosis
04:27
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I'm in a room
none of the people here are you
I don't know what I should do
cuz you're too smart to be here
and I'm to stupid to leave
blame myself for the things my body needs
rewind the tape, start it again
I'm going home
I explain myself to myself in my head
I wanna do what I want before it's too late and I'm dead
I wonder if ill get there someday
Can we sit on your balcony
and talk about how we wanna be
I wanna know what life is like
in a different light
routine's a bitch
it grows quietly while we exist
I insist I don't want this
I resist
you can't hold me like a trophy
yeah you know me, know I won't be truly happy til I'm set free
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this place is a nightmare
I'm home but I feel scared
I can't shake the feeling there's a monster here with me
I feel its breath
it's hot across my neck
I get stoned
I've nowhere else to go
I'm taking a walk
A voice through my headphones
tells me I'm not alone
tells me to love myself that we're all connected somehow
I wanted to hide
I wanted to lead a different life
but I can't do this by myself
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9. |
I Dreamt I Was Running
03:18
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