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p much deranged
02:56
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my brother won't learn to drive
i think deep down, metaphysically
i do the same
she told me she can see the spirit world
i'm drawn and repelled
i proudly walk the line between doubt
and a wide open mind
each time i wake up on neon clouds
i ache to feel my feet on the ground
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flower childs
03:07
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i'm so happy i could cry
i'm writing and music sounds good again
and you're back in my life, i could cry
all the more cause i know it's not forever
it comes and it goes, the grace
i succumb to sleeping in the middle of the heat
my mind is wrinkled in worries
what if you never feel like home ?
is all the 'heaven' a distraction ?
what if you don't forgive me?
or even worse, if you do...
will i be with you forever ?
losing my crisp-edged center
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the top came off, it's all floating up
all the horror and wild beauty
of untamed raw dream material
i worry about feeling untethered completely
and how difficult it feels to connect at all secretly
i won't stopper the hole with adolescent coping
i blame the absence of smoking
for the sudden lack of control
at the bottom of it all
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escapism
03:44
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how can i be safe in your lines?
winning you would be losing you
you’re unhaveable, the perfect excuse
to escape to a place where nothing happens
the waters are calm here
you’re just chilling, mining my idealized eye
perpetually wringed out, spent like after coffee
i can’t see you, i don’t trust my eyes and besides
all that’s truly visible is surfeit, what spills out
like all these words i got to entertain us both
can’t get beyond a game of catch.
why’d I curse myself with you? line myself with you?
tranquilize myself with you? realize that stuff with you?
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i know that when you gave up and dropped it
with no sacredness !
i told you i couldn't recover but that's not true.
it's three days later and i'm ready to forget you.
love you hate me
love you hate me
hate you love me.
i contain everything you want...
everything you need
i guess i meant it at the time
that's what you say now
but this thing with you brings out my nihilism.
is anything real ?
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headless
03:07
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there's everything where my head should be
full bleed receptivity
well everyone's got problems, don't they?
all my problems staring back at me
head melting into my hell
i can deny, say it's alright
but baby there's a lot of fire
all around me
i wanted it
it's mine
raining ire all around me
lately i've cried at a couple of things
cara on stage the other day
no matter what is in the 3d
the song has got its own life
in the basement, suddenly
my friends transformed into symbols
a prophet and two priestesses
the two guitars are like plants growing
it's got that tru vibration
i should just let myself cry without trying to hide it
it ain't crazy to cry when something just hits it
that truth vibration
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intimacy
03:24
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i have faith
i know our separateness is tenuous
i'm not scared to admit ours was by far the realest,
cause anytime i want
i can fall in love
i can swim in synergy, i can generate it
if you disguised yourself to fit me
how could i have known?
what have i done
how can i go on living in fantasy
how shallow can i be ?
there are more important things
better ways to be a kid
i will love everyone i've ever loved until the day i die
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full of dread, shivering
full of love i dread
full of love i dread
i wanna be like the floating angel
behind my screen
behind my screen
biking home, (biking home on the
freezing) eating road
full moon...
full of love, pour it out, pour it out
troubled by the future
how i can't see it
(pour it out, pour it out, ananke)
how full this moment feels
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sitting in the yard in the middle of the night
you're nowhere and i don't know a soul here
everyone's walking round dressed to the nines
breathing smoke
i imagine my past self disembodied
meditate staring at a statue
tracing the cellular level
my neurons packed with fear
mend me niños, mother is dark
and deep and green
when i finally die my thoughts will have left their echo
well i can dance it off, that's what the music is for
i'll level up to avoid partnering up
covered in sweat, radiating sexual demons
i am what is left ~ still intact, all dark energy
still glowing from the mystery
a single spade ~ when i release
layers mistaken for parts of me
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