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Lack
04:00
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your slowly decomposing into forms i can't relate to, your face is slowly warping; i can't help you anymore. should we light a smoke and paint the clouds? should we get fucked up and scream too loud about the shit we don't know shit about? if only we thought more than ran our mouths… you start talking after they turn their backs "elementary! you're craving what you lack!" personable people, they say they wish for death: you can't help but smile. it's a happy coincidence. it's a final and pathetic move, to see whether you win or lose, your pride is just not right (justified). (your egotism makes me wanna die). save your sleep, for when your dead, save your thoughts for the voice in your head. tears run circles, laughs run squares; excited by your eyes but you don't care. left in a nervous perpetuating state clinging to my sadness and all of my self-hate wishing for no one (to feel) this crushing lack of purpose. now i can't feel anything but worthless.
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Save You From
03:11
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i’m doubting if I’m making choices for my soul. because they all love it when i hide beneath my tiny folds of a polyester blanket covering my toes. it always takes long to warm up. my default is “too cold.” take your hands out from under me you’re not going to feel this for much longer. its not my fault i don’t care my brain just tends to wander my heart just tends to wander too. i can’t see anything good about this, cause i don’t want to hurt you anymore. i tell you straight to try to minimize the pain. your face distorts and makes me want to run away behind a giant mountain just to hide my shame... and in the long run i don’t think you’d like me anyway. i am nothing, i can’t complete you. i did this for you. i can’t see anything good about this, cause i don’t want to hurt you anymore.
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Shoelaces
03:48
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i see whats in your head. i know what you will be thinking next. i can turn your guilt into regret, but honestly, i’m pretty sure a night alone in your bedroom could do that. i can break your concentration, manipulate your motivation; i can make you feel like the ”average” human doesn’t care that much in retrospect and that no matter the height the world still feels too flat. the grays keep calling back. it’s hard not to be sad when you’re all that i have. tie your shoes together and tell your friends and enemies that all you have the skill do is stand. they’ll still try to take you out to happy places, where all the people’s legs are independent from subconscious laces. i can’t snip them with my scissors, make em feel bad or lose interest. i can’t rip them off like velcro or throw them out tomorrow. nothing’s ever as good as it seems… well, life makes life seem like a real bad dream.
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Socks
02:08
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take me off like wet socks after walking through a nasty storm. leave me damp in the foyer while you sit by a fire so warm. just your touch is enough. i could be alone but i'm not (and i'd rather not be) i am glad you stayed dry, i could be soaked and never mind. as long as you're here, as you're strong, and you're near, i'll be fine.
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