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Glass Amongst Lilac
02:45
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On spring afternoons
Cutting off pieces, pieces of you
To submerge in alcohol
Remember your scent come fall
Glass amongst lilac
My attachment is futile, it is futile
They stopped blooming weeks ago
Meant to be stronger
Than these fragments, oh these fragments, these fragments of ourselves
I pull from flesh
It was glass and not crystal.
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I woke at 5 am again just like the day before, and before and before
And I dreamt that my teeth fell out of my head for the third night in a row
And I don't know what it meant, but it's probably for the best
Would I really really want to know
That I've grown too attached to some things and it's time that I learned to let them go
I'm running down a corridor and he's not far behind me
Before me there's a door, my saving grace, I am so sure
But there's one more waiting there for me
And I call out your name, but my voice cracks and breaks
I wake up, hand pointed at the door
Sitting up and I can't breathe
You tell me, "Babe, it's just a dream. That's it. Nothing more."
Tell me why can't I only dream of the taste of your skin on my lips
I miss the days when sleep was an escape
Because some days it seems that the monsters inside my head far surpass those that ever hid underneath my bed
Clenched fists pushing through cold water and I'm scared I won't survive
Embarrassment, I can still hear the laughter of the kids from the schoolyard
Searching for things I'll never find
Try to read the text but just see changing lines
Relived my whole work week last night, wake up to do it again
And I'm walking, I'm walking, and I'm walking
And I fall
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Parallel Lines
02:56
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Hot water brings old scars to light
Purples and reds in parallel lines
A constant reminder of all the times
I would rather have left behind
I painted this here while I was waiting in your car
For you to buy wine, I was sitting in the dark
And started to cry and I told myself to stop
It's not the right time, pull yourself together now
I've been doing this shit for way too long
And trying my best to stay strong
But even still, the urge is never quite gone
I quit smoking cigarettes
I didn't want to, but they only made me sick
Kind of like all my old habits did
Knew if I kept it up, it'd be the end of me real fucking quick
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Buried in the Basement
03:43
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Going through my things
Putting them in separate piles
Keep or give away
Haven't used this in a while
And half of this shit I haven't seen since I was a teen
Ancient artifacts of the person I used to be
Our skeletons are buried in the basement
Did you think no one would find them in this cemetery of cardboard boxes
But they have not forgotten
Photos of college girlfriends glued onto matte-board
I bet they didn't think that you have their nudes anymore
And mountains upon mountains of old clothes
Everything you've worn since 1994
Our skeletons are buried in the basement
Did you think no one would find them in this cemetery of cardboard boxes
But they have not forgotten
Paintings of faces I've never seen before
You said they were my great great ancestors
And I found that doctors diagnosis
Along with my dead friends portrait
Our skeletons are buried in the basement
Did you think no one would find them in this cemetery of cardboard boxes
But they have not forgotten
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