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success is god
01:55
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are you sleepy today?
dough and flour on your face
are you wasting away?
she is glitter, you are clay
nobody's happy everyday
there is always a better way
in her corner, on the couch
how are you going about
an endgame or plan?
i am less of a man
all of your efforts were for naught
this went exactly how i had thought
everyone, everyone, success is god
this went exactly how i had thought
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you should, i'm not sure
that you should come over
i don't like it when you walk into the sea
i don't like it when you walk all over
in spit and splendor
hands in the blender
but you and i were killing time
picking stems off clementines
i don't mind the Dramamine
your tongue is rigid; so is mine
i promise i will go
across the sea on a floating stagecoach
so long as i never know
you can poke holes in my lifeboat
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it took your boyhood friends
now you'll never see them again
sometimes that's just how it ends
you say goodnight and never see them again
you broke down in your car
shouting why are things how they are
i said you can try but you won't get far
i don't make the rules, they just are what they are
how could i explain it in this state?
we're gonna die out here at this rate
but you never had a choice
if you're born it's too late
but don't cry yourself to sleep
you don't want wet pillows and sheet
save it for when you wake
you have sipped from a blasphemer's cup
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(it's a gamble without you)
black metal on saturn radio
2012-13 multi stereo
pursed lips of a reserved banshee
money in your pocket and tears in your bedsheets
to want is to sin; let him in
brittle of skin, next of kin
but its a gamble without you
i'm not ample to doubt you
black metal on laptop speakers
three-ring binder, muddy sneakers
walked home on ill preparation
a coward in youth and scum of the nation
if i could live in sin
i'll gladly let you in
if we could live like this
i'll gladly live in sin
(if there's a god, his head is turned the other way
he begs me not to go, but i see no reason to stay)
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fake choir
02:10
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pretty voice on a really pretty head
but there's not a lot of blood from your feet to your neck, ugh
come around pretty head up high
you could make a pincushion out of my eye
but this is not what you meant
when you asked for an anchor in your fence
or in my head, when you said
you've gotta give till you're happy or work till you're dead
in lieu, never asked what for
got a whole lot of change strewn about the floor, ugh
gunned down, never asked for a fight
swerving in your car gunning for white light
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to shove
01:56
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i think i'm gonna forget exactly what you meant
sweep me under the rug, loss like a drug
i need something to break me open
forgotten tongues i swore you spoke in
what is your idea of a perfect love?
i need a veil to put my life in
and open lung to plunge your knife
it's all trivial when push comes to shove
something horrible has happened to me
i woke up in a sweat, i never left that dream
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a handful of termites
01:46
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you've got a handful of termites occupying your head
you take them with you to work, you take them with you to bed
ten thousand legs on the crook of your neck
you take them with you to church, you take them with you to bed
you've got a handful of termites occupying your room
in foreclosure of thought, a new sickness in bloom
ten thousand legs on the crook of your tomb
in cessation of touch, a new sickness in bloom
but if only i knew what i saw
obscured by grey light in the bathroom as a termite fell off
of my neck into a cesspit of eden
would you have said it if you didn't mean it?
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sinner's game
02:35
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what's in a winning hand when you're
out of cards and on the floor?
it's a sinner's game we play
they'll never let us walk away
it's a sinner's game we play
start dancing you are on the stage
it's a sinner's game we play
you are tomorrow, i am today
i'm a non-starter, that's how it is
inherit your debts to your kids
it's a sinner's game we play
why did i get out of bed today?
and while you're waiting i am here
you're like a sleeve of tattooed tears
it's a sinner's game we play
you were front runner but ran away
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why, i never
02:32
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what it is to you, and what it's not to me
i only want the things that i can see
so don't play with your food, just put that knife in me
i'm not in the mood to be anything
cause my body feels like a pillar of stone
the most you'll get out of me is a dial tone
you say that bad situations aren't forever
why, i never
your open head, geysers of flame
your twin-sized bed and i are one in the same
don't put me in the ground or put me under a sheet
don't wanna stick around, i don't wanna bleed
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in passenger
03:33
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just one moment, one infinite moment
where the axes of our bodies stay
i'd drive into the sun with you in passenger
you hold my center in place
our lives end soon as they begin in the grandiose scheme of space
i could fill my life with decorations but nobody will remember my face
just one moment, one infinite moment
spent under the hum of fluorescent light
three in the morning, waking up is boring
and i can't get my reflection right
i'm horribly frightened, shamefully unenlightened
so please grasp my fingers tight
i split my head open in desperation
just to find you waiting at the bedside
well if you're so wise, why do always opt to take your shit and hide?
never mind the way you stand behind a disguise
the earth will fall on us but we will be alright
we will be alright
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yorick
01:44
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everything was beautiful when you were young
you'd never tasted the barrel of a loaded gun
same bed same heart but a different you
when you could do whatever you wanted to
now your hair is gone and your will is too
whatever happened to a simpler version of you?
you could've walked the stage but never lifted a hand
drowned in the dirt adjacent to the promised land
years since have passed, what have you to show
four leaves have turned but you're buried in snow
it's not the bleeding heart that gets first light
you were dumb enough to say fuck it, i'll bite
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