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Two Rooms
04:08
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In this room
Where we wait
In this hiding place
When we speak
Nothings said
Except the weight
That we bled
Shaking till we stumble on
We both live
Different lives
But mine's inside
And your's you hide
In your room
Where you lie
Stabbing ghosts
Made from stone
Tearing at you till you creep home
Always sinking in my sheets
Never sleeping, countless sheep
Always bleeding in my bed
Limping, living, in my head
In this room
I'm a mess
Keep it close to the chest
In my room
Where I wait
In this hiding place
Two rooms, two rooms, that cut me in half
Two rooms, two rooms, that cut me in half
Two rooms, two rooms, that cut me in half
Two rooms, two rooms, that cut me in half
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Unbearably Clear
04:43
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Clarity, is a rarity
Hard to keep, serenity
Close my eyes, to what lies in front of me
Turn clockwise, to twist from your memory
Clarity, feels so far from me
Eviscerate, all the time you take
Rip my eyes, right off my drowning face
Please abscise, any last fleeting trace
It just makes too much sense
The way it appears
They way it adheres to you
Is unbearably clear
It just seems way too dense
The way to get through
The way to diffuse this
Obvious coup
Clarity's, not senserity
Don't devastate, what you obfuscate
Cut my tongue, out of my rattled mouth
Sever my lungs, I'll only breathe when you allow
Lacerate, me till there's nothing left
Desecrate, me till I'm at my best
Carve out your favorite part of me
I'll endure all of your clarity
It just makes too much sense
The way it appears
They way it adheres to you
Is unbearably clear
It just seems way too dense
The way to get through
The way to diffuse this
Obvious coup
It just makes too much sense
The way it appears
They way it adheres to you
Is unbearably clear
It just seems way too dense
The way to get through
The way to diffuse this
Obvious coup
Clarity, is severity
Don't deny, just keep my eyes
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3. |
Ceramic Bird
03:36
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4. |
No Thanks!
05:19
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Trickling down and down these thoughts are tricking down and up and up and up until they're in my brain
Trickling down and down these thoughts are tricking down and up and up and up until they're in my brain
It's not hard, for me, to sleep away the weekend
To tell myself I'm healthy, here, alone
In my room, it's clear, to dream until I'm empty
To say that I'm not hungry, no thanks, not now
In my room, I'm safe
From folding all my laundry
Maintaining dental hygiene
Taking responsibility
But... some... times....
I go outside
To prove that I'm alive (at least in one sense of the word)
I take a walk
To prove that I can talk to someone else besides myself
Myself
Trickling down and down (trumpet) and up and up and up until they're in my brain
Please let me, stay home, and draw all of the curtains
So the sun can't see how certain, I am, that there's
Nothing wrong with me
Avoiding all these phone calls
Conversations with my wife walls
Not seeing autumn turn to snowfall
I'll just hide
Not cleaning all my dishes
Discarding all my wishes
To be something someone misses
But... some... times....
I open up the shades
Try to wipe away the haze, to tell myself (hey!) at least I'm tryin'
I fake putting on a coat
And pretend to leave a not for someone (or something!) that might care
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Fever Dream
01:42
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Only Sometimes
05:45
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You misuse the memories in your head
Of our runway cabs on riptide sheets
Drowning in the screen, that obscures what's real
Unbinding a tempest
You confuse the way that people work
Shifting blocks of time to fit your truth
Drowning in the screen, that obscures what's real
Unbinding a tempest
How can we go
Back to those times
When we could speak
Without fear of breaking glass
Only sometimes
Can I see you, hear me
Just once
Tell me
You intrude upon a space you stole
That was never yours to take at all
Drowning in the screen, that obscures what's real
Unbinding a tempest
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Newspaper Peach
05:22
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I dare to eat, a rotten peach
Then wipe my mouth, with a newspaper
Cause I ran out of napkins
And I can't bear, the taste, on my lips
Then, I threw out, that newspaper
Without a glance, at the headline
And I went out to my garden,
To pick some strawberries instead
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Walking Song
13:49
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I can't feel my toes while I wait outside your place
I can't seem to hear simple sounds when you're around
But I could talk all night or hold my tongue
I could talk all night or hide my lungs
You, you need to know how I freeze when you see me
Even when you're with someone else I still seem well
But I could sleep all year and lock my eyes
I could sleep all year or lift my sighs/size
Even when it's gone you ignore my gaze unsure
Love should be a verb not a way to hide away
But I could walk all day and tear my feet
I could walk all day or take my heat
You're the winter and you've trapped me longer than the fading fall
I can't help but love the way you suffocate me till you're all of my all
Love isn't blind maybe deaf and mute instead
And I can't stay mute in my bed hand on your head
But I could hide for weeks and leave you out
I can't hide for weeks with lingering doubt
How can I convince myself to move away from you
If every time we walk or when you're near it all seems clear
But you could shake me off and I'd be gone
You can't shake me off with snow keeping on
Cause hope is the mother of idiots it never fits
Yet doubt could be a home filled with chairs where I don't sit
But I'll stay up till dawn, paralyzed
I'll stay up till dawn, you're by my side
You're the winter and you've trapped me longer than the fading fall
I can't help but love the way you suffocate me till you're all of my all
Love is comedy can't help but laugh while emoting math
do you know that we're just on a stage a comic maze
But I still cry in the rooms where I wait
I still cry in rooms that take your shape
My words are full of shit, give you my guilt and erase what's built
Presenting genuine honesty is a fallacy
But I could lie forever and keep us upright
I could lie forever or kill this light
Cause it's hard for me to write with yr smell: in my sheet it dwells
But it's ways for me to break when I yell out of my cell
But I could scream for hours and not be heard
I could scream for hours without a word
Confessional songs are the worst unneeded outbursts
And people can't relate to what they don't just how they won't
But I will gasp for air with no one hear
I will gasp for air and succumb to fear
You're the winter and you've trapped me longer than the fading fall
I can't help but love the way you suffocate me till you're all of my all
Often I feel that my name perfectly suits me
All because you always walk all over me
Often I feel that my name perfectly suits me
All because you always walk all over me
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9. |
Five Note
02:28
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10. |
Isolating Words
08:38
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Tonight I killed a rabbit
And took you to a spot
That you once showed me long ago
A place where we could talk
Tonight I killed a rabbit
While thinking over what you said
About how draining it became
With him still twisting in yr head
You tried to kill a spider
You flushed him down the drain
But he keeps crawling back somehow
Inflicting endless pain
You tried to kill a spider
You hid from him away from home
But you woke up at 3am
And found you weren't alone
Tonight I killed a rabbit
And proved myself a coward
I left it in the road alone
And left you with the spider
Tonight I killed a rabbit
While contemplating what I'd heard
Regarding webs that he had spun
Of isolating words
Next week we'll kill one hundred birds
Who sing a ceaseless song
A grating tune that's casting doubt
On if we'll move along
Next week we'll kill one hundred birds
Who fly within our minds
We'll stab those empty toxic things
That trap us in our binds
Tonight I killed a lonesome rabbit
And that's what finally made me cry
To see its body all torn and hollow
Made me think of yr silk covered eyes
Tonight I killed a lonesome rabbit
Cause it ran underneath my car
I dream I hit the deadly spider
Who poisoned who you are
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