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a flower can grow in an ashtray
just give it time
it went down in soil and went away
in time
and if our hearts
came apart
then we could know
what it would show you
at the start
a flower can grow in an ashtray
just give it time
it went down in soil and went away
in time
i'm like a book
itself of the page
your suggestions
but who's to blame?
a palindrome from start to finish
watching you diminish
i want to die
on a morphine high
then we could know
through the snow
passerby
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2. |
Mask of Glass
04:07
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the way you moved your arm
the way you close your eyes
i couldn't move at all
i was paralyzed
the ice in my veins
was all that we shared
i couldn't move at all
you break me
see me through the glass
make damn sure that it breaks
wear it like a mask
as long as it takes
drag me through the dirt
i can't remember when
then last time that it hurt
do it again
tell me something new
then tell me something more
tell me a story that i havn't heard before
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A Thousand Dead Flies
03:11
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the look of looking outside
the picture they took
she saw something different
in the
unregrettable pointlessness
dragged through a field
a field of envy green grass
and inevitable dahlias
is this a turning point?
it's not
a thousand dead flies in a living cadaver
a gust of wind is all it takes for them to scatter
two leaves land in the eye sockets of the person, why not...
and the flies are laying in wait as they're dying of thirst
coagulated distance seen through their kalaidescope eyes
but they still can't see
the window in front of them
alone, alongside a moth
perfect, frozen in time
now they are mine
a thousand dead flies in a living cadaver
a gust of wind is all it takes for them to scatter
regret turned inward
like a falling bird makes me nervous
flies in a carcass
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4. |
Dream Is Destiny
03:48
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lost in it entirely
beside of you was me
i fell asleep
then woke again
and found it was a dream
something that comes out
and i'm picking colours and numbers
floating through the sky
alone
with you
every time i'm caught out when it's pouring
i lie on the street and i laugh until morning
atleast i want to see you
in the sunrise adoring
something that comes out
and i'm picking colours and numbers
floating through the sky
alone
with you
lost in it entirely
beside of you was me
i fell asleep
then woke again
and found it was a dream
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5. |
Contortionist Bent
04:07
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red colours with numbers
white colours
with the uneven tempatures
rise to the sky
with a template of an eye
in between i freeze to death
as the ground beneath me cracks
erosions
go through the notions
there is a place that i'd forgotten of
there is a place that i'd forgotten
that it held such comfort
our time it will be less
pushed unto the other i regress
uneeded excess
i need to borrow all their nerves
to know just what they fear
they pull me up
they've all had enough
there is a place that i'd forgotten of
all these distances
to unknown heights
and maudlin nights, yeah
were they anointed
were they complacent
or were they conortionist bent?
no time well spent
no time, well...
there is a place that i'd forgotten of
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6. |
In a Perpetual Pause
04:09
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i let the undercurrent take me
as i take comfort in
learning how to escape
as my blood coagulates
it coagulates
i let the undercurrent take me
as my pupils dilate
as they die
waiting like a spider
in anticipation of the first step
in a static and perpetual pause
waiting like a snake
with its mindset
and the ground being so close
that i can taste it
i feel sick
i let the undercurrent take me
as i take comfort in
learning how to escape
as my pupils dilate
as they die
waiting like a spider
in anticipation of the first step
in a static and perpetual pause
waiting like a snake
with its mindset
and the ground being so close
that i can taste it
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7. |
You Won't Move
03:43
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you wont move
you wont speak
you wont move
you wont sleep
but you're not the only one
you wont move (in fluorescence)
you wont speak (a lost essence)
you wont move (insomnia)
you wont sleep (nausea)
i fall asleep to the sounds that used to keep me awake
they are distorted, they used to be clear
you wont move (skin is burning)
you wont speak (the air is too cold)
you wont move (unused apparatus)
you wont sleep (getting old)
nothing is where it should be
nothing is in its place
a worthless metamorphosis into grace
nothing is where it should be
everything is inate
a worthless metaphor keeping me in my place
you wont move against the light
you wont sleep again tonight
but you're not the only one
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8. |
Vapora
05:35
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you put stars in my ceiling
but they don't glow anymore
now they shine
they're not yours anymore they're mine
you gave me scars that were wreathing
but they don't grow anymore
now they shine
they're not yours anymore they're mine
she'd disappear every time she could
so i called her vapora
and i'm the boy with the noiseful knives
and i called her vapora
you put stars in my ceiling
but they don't glow anymore
now they shine
they're not yours anymore they're mine
you gave me scars that were wreathing
but they don't grow anymore
now they shine
they're not yours anymore they're mine
she'd disappear every time she could
so i called her vapora
i'm the boy with the noiseful knives
and i called her vapora
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Shimmer
06:20
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i can't control the daylight
so it might as well be night
i can't say that i'll better
so i better not do it then
your developed rosy cheeks
tell me not to speak
ask me anything and i will tell you anything
what do you want to know?
i can't control the daylight
so it might as well be night
but then again i might
i can't say that i'll better
so i better not do it then
then i do it again
your developed rosy cheeks
tell me not to speak
ask me anything and i will tell you anything
what do you want to know?
or is it all for show?
no
i can't control anything
i'm not in control
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10. |
Empty White Room
05:27
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asphyxia
immersing in water
under my breath
asphyxia
immersing in water
holding it in
i don't intend to
i don't pretend to
i don't resent you
and i wont pretend to
open wrist letter
written all over his face
open wrist letter
written all over
i don't intend to
i don't pretend to
i don't resent you
and i wont pretend to
who's that talking
who has a voice
my imagination
like there was a choice
who's that talking
who has a voice
my imagination
like i had a choice
who's that talking
who has a voice
my imagination
like there was a choice
who's that talking
like i made a difference
like i had a choice
and i don't even know her name
if it's all right with you
then it's all the same to me
i don't intend to
i don't pretend to
i don't resent you
and i wont pretend to
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