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Skyglow
03:06
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grieving for azaleas all pressed into plastic in frames in the dens of dark houses, picked before bloom. the magnolias are coming soon; i fear by then they'll have rotten for you. before long forgotten; taxed out for talent and maxed out for profit. trading in sunrays for silhouettes, just barely wet, already gasping, in depths and in debt.
tethered, pressure. tarred for feathers. fettered efforts.
pick up what i'm putting down- stop chewing seeds to spit them out. stop filling us with empty doubt, there's parts of our lungs that are aching for air, we breathe with the parts of our brains that are scared to think about anything except what we're afraid of- the same things we are made of.
pit us all against one another, gather up the fires to smother any hope for any other.
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Your Blueprint
03:52
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i moved to the mountains and wrote some soothing songs. i heard you got fucked at a party, i'm glad you're moving on.
after every disaster, i've learned that there's a time and place for any one to pull anything and honestly i didn't think that i would be so right about everything. a fucking flake, real cool for a fake. a low blow cheaper than a high school date. and honestly should've seen you coming from a mile away.
don't be so predictable.
i fucked up and moved back to the city as only words can express. i tripped up finding higher ground but nothing could repress my empty expectations in finding what was left. the pieces of your blueprint soaked in everclear, the way you kept me dragging round year after year. you grab out through the ear piece, but there is no one here.
after every disaster, i've learned that there's a time and place for any one to pull anything and honestly i didn't think that i would be so right about everything. a fucking flake, real cool for a fake. a low blow cheaper than a high school date. and honestly should've seen you coming from a mile away.
don't be so predictable.
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Ole No Name
04:04
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WOO
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Leaving
02:54
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i can feel around for it on the ground, see it sometimes in the light and hear about it being found but if it's all the same, i might sleep in late for the last time. if i look just right i can see it's light in a way i didn't think that things could shine on this side, but it's hardly changed and it will probably stay for a long time. a long, long time...
if i was leaving i'd probably be feeling a little less down (just let me out.) these days are fleeting and i have been feeling a little let down.
it won't show itself, but if nothing else, you might glimpse it's face in passing on your way down to hell. please climb the rope and ring the bell, please take your seats for show and tell, please do the things that we have told you to do in the order we told you do them and do them well
if i was leaving i'd probably be feeling a little less down (just let me out.) these days are fleeting and i have been feeling a little let down.
someone let me out...
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