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how could i ever sleep at night?
when you left, you left me paralyzed
tryna keep my head above the waves
holding out for brighter better days
(call it back and forth and you call it back and forth and just to turn and say 'there's something missing.')
i'm making friends who don't know who i am
tryna turn the hurt into a brand
when we get where we are
don't forget where we're from
i know, it's already gone
yeah, we're coming up short
but just keep holding on to me
we're what we need
there's no mystique
even in death just a cheap pastische
we're belly-laughing in the nosebleeds
yeah we used to
play piano, placing palms in perfect patterns
crave capsaicin in useless coups of connate caverns
sing succinctly, symbiotic, democratic
swing so sweetly, semiotics semiautomatic
in this light, this gorgeous lie
weathered white, in tempestuous tides
bleeding out in advertising red
couldn't wait, couldn't handle all the love to pass through you
i couldn't even hear you on the phone
we've been caught up in a one-note monotone
i've been living with my head down, comatose
your memory walks as a roving ghost
circling a cul-de-sac
circling a cul-de-sac
circling the refrain
'i know it's not gonna-'
so ease your bellyache, occupy your fever dreams
your disembodied voice still blaring from a TV screen
'the modern Earth was born in a two-car garage'
'i know it's not gonna last.'
hell is other people
damned to abject heads
i'll win the devil's favor
i'll wean myself off dread
i would like to explain everything
the words won't come out right
i would like to ignore the lock on the door
the words won't come out right
don't you get bored
just staring through the crack in the door?
you know no one is home
is the body a property?
take control of your property
mutilation autonomy
reclamation of territory
i promise you're not wasting
anybody's time
and all the things they've told you
are so god damn rough, i understand
how could i ever sleep at night?
when you left, you left me paralyzed
tryna keep my head above the waves
holding out for brighter better days
rows of evergreen stand by silent water
all is full of love, all is beautiful
and i tell you I'll be better
but i can't guarantee it
cuz when you say that you think i'm perfect
well i really just can't see it
all the burned meat, all the blood in the trees
she's a lost fawn in a frozen creek
licking numb limbs, mending blistered knees
in a little white pill you refuse to eat
the ghost rots away
in the embrace
of its own gaze
in automatic cycles and habits
reveal your underbelly
i'll hollow out your shell
i spiral in dark patterns
on doric legs
tail to head, or the ouroborous won't flow
only love, drunk isotope
your burning hearth, your self-appointed silhouette
is the body a property?
take control of your property
mutilation autonomy
reclamation of territory
these days i don't know what to do
these days i don't know what to do with you
a recursive dream of
a panic attack
the bell keeps ringing
slip under the door