1. |
spilt ink
02:50
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discretionary tales, woven in flesh.
stained in spilt crimson ink,
hums of earth and the tides she pulls in.
layers of foam, and mossy pillars surround you.
do I scare you? do I make you weak?
do I make you weak?
do I make you weak?
feel it under your skin.
cannot break me down.
honest mistakes begin...
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2. |
cellophane kisses
01:23
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an honest lie that makes itself at home below a surface
stained in cellophane kisses a figuration begins to form
the most tasteful disaster you have ever seen
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3. |
stagnant thought
01:38
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4. |
porcelain canvas
03:42
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there's no end in sight
and no one else to blame
no, not this time
no matter how deep the blade,
the blood still drains
you weeped in vain
thicker now unlike the skin you tore
across and in between
porcelain canvas'
lay dormant for yours
meshed out and left to dry
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5. |
melancholia
01:23
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shed lilacs from swollen eyes
whispers caught this by surprise
an endless wander throughout the night
shallow chests feed weighty sighs
i promise to keep a lantern lit
i kept you warm
i kept you warm
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6. |
wake up!
03:53
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the ashes have settled
tracing my limbs and painting my curves
I'm wondering what it is about me,
that makes it so easy to chew and spit out.
I guess it's good to know,
the sweet nothings of a stranger
are more comforting
than the arms of a lover
remind again of all the faults procured
remind me again of all the bruises
remind me of someone I am no longer
remind one last time why i deserve this
forget me nots and babies breath spew from open sores
but I refuse to rot in silence
disassociation melts into the healthiest form
disassociation melts into
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7. |
breaking habits
01:18
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it's not fair, it's not fair
it's not fair, it's not fair
it's not fair, it's not fair
it's not fair
"You were so bright, you had much potential. But you knowingly continued on, and you braved the wrong path."
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8. |
secret
02:43
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do you wanna know a secret?
promise me you'll always keep it.
I just want you to know my darkest thoughts,
I sure as hell wanna know, whats makes your brain rot.
I just wanna tell you a secret,
promise me you'll always keep it.
I just want you to know my darkest thoughts,
I sure as hell wanna know, whats makes your brain rot.
cause you're not going anywhere,
you're not going anywhere,
you're not going anywhere,
unless you want too.
ticking like a bomb on plane
unsure when I'm going to detonate.
so I'll bite my tongue until it bleeds
because its the best taste that I can achieve.
cause you're not going anywhere,
you're not going anywhere,
you're not going anywhere,
unless you want too.
I just wanna tell you a secret,
promise me you'll always keep it.
I just want you to know my darkest thoughts,
I sure as hell wanna know, whats makes your brain rot.
do you want to know a secret?
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9. |
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opheliac Thunder Bay, Ontario
please hang up, and try your call again.
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