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slide
06:30
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2. |
slime
03:13
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what if it wasnt a dream ?
cleaning my clock
hoisting it up for all for see
i am a puddle of goo
search me for solid parts
i believe im all melted thru
but admitting is the first step
im dumber than ive ever been
isnt that something ?
watching the clock til its time
dripping on stairs as we climb
ill have to drink from the puck
licking a salty pond frozen shut
what if it happened to you ?
tomorrow has come
you ooze in the sun
but admitting is the first step
eyes red from your crying head
i swam out further
watching the clock til its time
pretending these clothes arent mine
slime
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3. |
skylark
02:06
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4. |
blood lips
03:39
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what can you say to put out a fire ?
or does silence do the trick
what comes out of this mouth can never never go back in
"but youve changed
i dont binge drink for fun anymore"
blood lips , do you recognize me ?
living in the left lane
speed away from all the pain
thanks for the silk
sorry for the kiss
i never meant to slip around on these wrists
when im empty its hard to exist
"oh my, how youve changed
i dont make friends with boys anymore"
blood lips, do you recognize me ?
closing every door in front of you
i never meant to
can you ever forgive me now that the city has my heart ?
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5. |
meds song
03:09
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i would like to feel the worst things completely
just once in a while
dont hold me back, i gotta see this
i dont want to waste another pure moment
by tamping it down
cuz i got hit by a door
and didnt feel all the blood trickle down
i wonder maybe its worse than the door
i would like to know a lot more than i know
but more so
i want to ease into that unknowing
wanna wiggle in the wild space
between calm and screaming out loud
cuz i can look in your face
and plan the crying a day in advance
but i cant let it be known in the moment
you are what you are and im too
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8. |
stew song
03:39
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why do you say the things you say the way you say them
ive wracked my brain and cant conceive a crueler question
sometimes i think no one gets me
no one on this boat at all can see me for who i am
why do we have to shine so bright
to make out the light in the fog
i think my eyes are getting worse
i think my mind is failing me
cant you see that the way we go round we always lose
ive put my time in folding cleaning rooms that i dont sleep in
all for the stupid dream to finally have the chance to meet him
makes you hate what you believed in
oceans and what lies beneath them
there i could find something
why do we have to burn through our light
to retain our sight in the fog
i think the compasses are dead
i cannot see whats right ahead
are these waters so cold
that they’ll swallow me whole
or will i die before loving a soul
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