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mother
04:12
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We were so far away from you
Climbing the mountains between us
Tracing lines to a fractured coastline
A sullen portrait crafted quietly by trembling hands
On ethereal walls of conviction
A broken constellation falls apart in the distant trenches of projection
Terra firma, pendulate like trails of moths
And pray to the absolute thy eyes are wide and unlocked
Quietly sigh in the blinding light of Monday morning.
And I cannot survive without the light you provide
These machines won't save you
Only the hands of man
I'll provoke the axis to reverse
And release you from persistent sleep
Shift your suffering into my curse
While you dream through the distant and deep
Await, awake
Quietly sigh in the blinding light of Monday morning.
And I cannot survive without the light you provide.
These machines won't save you,
Only the hands of man
There's clouds in your eyes
and your voice is absent.
I find this hard to believe.
I feel this is not the end.
In the trembling wake of Sunday,
a mind awoke from the cold.
In tune, the axis aligned
and the sun was no longer blocked.
We fall slowly through the decay,
with clouded eyes closed.
We never relied on the sun rise,
until the earth stopped.
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southpaw
03:12
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I can't sleep
Through the darkness of the keep,
and the angel on my shoulder is much more older
than the demons in my head.
Oh, I'm better off dead with how these nights have been carrying on.
This castle's a ruin.
This hallway's a void.
These walls are closing in and I don't have a choice.
They said they'd be here.
They said I'd be fine.
But shadows hush whispers and I can't remember their names.
The nightfall brings desire
It kills the sunrise fire.
Along with all the things I'd never leave behind.
These words are hard to say.
Placate the water back to grey.
This paper can't carry the weight of my reasons why.
And for once in my life I would like to know
what these walls could say,
but they lied and I tried
to comprehend how this all would end,
and for once I'm scared I can't enshrine.
I finally came home unto an empty bed
and I have barely slept with all these demons in my head.
The shadows kept me warm.
They crawled under the sheets.
They came with open arms while you sat and you watched me bleed.
The nightfall brings desire
It kills the sunrise fire.
Along with all the things I'd never leave behind.
These words are hard to say.
Placate the water back to grey.
This paper can't carry the weight of my reasons why.
I've been dying to hear your voice.
I've been dying to see your face.
I've been dying to taste your smoke,
but all I ever do is choke.
I've been dying to taste your kiss
I've been dying to move on from this
I've been dying to touch your lips
I've been dying.
(I have lived in sin.
The last match is burning
And while my lungs fill with smoke)
Take a drag just to smoke out the pain.
Breathe it out into my lungs to make me feel the same.
Oh God what I would give for just one cigarette now.
(Ill at ease, white sunrise.
Southpaw sleeps with longing,
And what it takes to choke)
You've blackened my eyes
my lungs
You've left me with so many words unsung.
Oh God what I would give for just one cigarette now.
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† saints †
03:46
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And if you say "I can't be saved," then I will do whatever it takes
If that's what you say
I'll hop the fence, open the gate
Just to lose the keys and lie to your face
I've got no saving grace
I'll become everything you hate, right under your nose, my scent drifts away
Smoke the corners with sage anyway, up past the windows, the doorways
Up past the stairs and to the left, inside an attic, a leash is kept
With the collar ripped from the neck
A panic attack, a shortened breath
And if you say "I can't be saved," then I will do whatever it takes
If that's what you say
I'll be a saint
Inhale for five
Hold for five
Exhale for five
Rest for five
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