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Carving Grounds
02:20
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The Real Thing
06:07
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Sleep like I'm dead already
Heavy like my bones
It comes too easy
I cant let it go
Watch it wither, watch it die
I could never keep a plant alive
Same goes for everything
Black thumb
Stale old hell, steady old hell
I can't erase this picture
I can't stop the world
You get so beautifully back on top
And I'm unfurlled
You're still the static on my breath
Recounting whispers that she left
It's not what's in me, it's just where I am
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Let You
05:26
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I wanna take you to the outset, baby
Into the places where the sun sets all over you
I wanna dress you down in wet silk
And we'll wade in the water 'till your pink skin changes to blue
Last trail down the honeycomb patch
You're so ugly when you laugh
Greatest days I left behind
Narrow beams of warm sunshine
I'll let you in
I'll let you see
I'll let you in
So you can breathe
Breathe it in, take it out
I'm caught up playing with the parasites of doubt
Under skin, sinking in
Your eyes breathe recklessness just waiting to get out
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4. |
Ringston
07:18
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I’m a pit of poison with a thin sugar skin
You can keep on knocking but I won’t let you in
It’s a mirage oasis, clever trick, last-ditch bid
And you wont fall for it again
I’m sick of seasons, frostbit air stinging skin
I’ll just keep pretending like the spring comes again
That you’ll keep me covered, keep me warm, keep me hidden
Till then, just fall for it again
I can’t stop giving in
You take on whim
My hands are not honest, your jaw comes unhinged
Swallowed whole
[Brom]
Never better when better killed you
Choke up the nerve to find out the truth
Holding hope, fire’s the fastest way through
Option or object, start from anew
Pushing past the feeling of used
I’m running from ghosts, watch how they move
Writing on walls, seems harder to prove
It’s holding me back, it’s harder to lose
Bloodstains on the driveway; I’ll wait
Thought it was a Friday; lost date
Try to see it my way; new take
Hoping for a highway; fast lane
Looking kinda sideways; view changed
Never better, better won’t do
I’m tapped, what to do, glue comes loose
Relax, kinda feel like I’m on track
Step back
I need this. Repeat this
Light it on up, then burn it down
Speechless, egregious, don’t breathe this
Hold it up, then smash it to pieces
Break bones, break bones—life check
No hope, no hope—I’ve left
So go, just go—deep breath
This ghost, this ghost—seems set
On running me down, running me ‘round
Bleeding me out, seeing me drown
Deep breath
I’m trying—calm down
Seeing spots now, leaving the ground
Seeing how long I’ve left
Distressed, dressed down, lead less
A mess; mess-bound, clean-less
I’ll test—test how—seems best
Next best, but how? Bleed, yes
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5. |
The River
15:12
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I waded into the river; the water was like glass and it made my skin burn. The surface was a black mirror glaze, but beneath it, the current began to pull.
As the snow fell on the surface—caught by the tension—it stayed for a moment before turning liquid and joining the sable pool beneath it. Following suit, I slipped deeper in.
Buzzing of nearby streetlights, slosh of cars passing by in the distance, now became apparent by their absence. Below, the knives cutting into my body retreated; in their place, a static pulsing that numbed and dulled. It was disrupted by a shock, an accumulation of static: water now entering my lungs.
The impressions of snow left on the riverbed, footprints now slowly being filled in. Before long they’ll disappear completely, leaving nothing behind.
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