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Bed Sores
04:42
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Our bodies ache from years of watching
And now we're caught in a swarm
of dead things and places torn
Worn and exposed to sickness
You should have done more
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We could’ve done everything and more
Done nothing
We could’ve done everything and more
Done nothing
We could have done more
A portrait of you came into my room
She tells me what to do
Tells me to think of a time
Before my old corroded blood wasn’t yet drawn
And they hadn’t sworn that you were gone
As quick as the dusk reaches the dawn
The memories crawl away
Thought I heard her say
Am I losing you?
I swear that I was there against the wind
facing the sun
Am I Losing you?
Or maybe you weren't here
Or you were here
Or maybe she was you
Gone are the times when we were young and brave and free
And we were able to breathe a righteous air
and dance with the trees
Without you there is nothing here for me
Without you there is nothing here for me
Run and hide from the
Run and hide from the swarm
of dead things and places torn
Worn and exposed to sickness
We could have done more
Like pray that god has gone to reset the sun
Burns like sand on our feet
That we haven't felt or seen
Regurgitate the days we wasted away
Like cockroaches and clock motors
they all look so similar
Please don't leave me here in my cracked leather chair
My cracked leathered skin
My broken aching body
Don't leave me alone in my aching body
Am I losing you?
I swear that I was there against the wind facing the dark
Am I losing you?
Or maybe you weren't here
Or you were here
Or maybe she was you
Gone are the times when we were young and brave and free
And we were able to breathe a righteous air
And dance with the trees
Without you there is nothing here for me
Without you there is nothing here for me
Falling into the
Falling into the swarm
The dead things are me, are you
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Domino Effect
04:51
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Stay down
Sit down, stay put, sick as a dog
Tried to make love tied in a knot
Beauty and stasis, spell-binding rot
Sleep with the fear of being or not
Goddamn this draught, a fucking normalcy
Poke and prod, cut out everything
Hurts like nails in the skin
The Bottle’s half-empty again
Knock down the bones with the gin
These pieces are teeming with schemers and beggars
They would take half of it all
To stop this half-written song
Dancing with etches and holes scraped in our bones
While clotting the blood with the claw
Stay down
Watching the soul beg like the dog
As they try to make love unfuck this
Yeah, let’s keep this sad, endless song swinging along
Keep this half-written song sung
The hook, line sounds so fine
Guess I will try to find comfort in knowing I will fall like a domino
Placed in line with unwilling worth, defined, and knocked off the table
They’ll try to placate
Mold with a fragile constitution
Lacking conviction
Let’s keep it down to one
I’ll keep it down to one
I’ll try to find excuse for it
Try to find excuse to knock it down
Fuck this normal
Take one, after one, after one, after one
Hurts like nails in the skin
The bottle’s half-empty again
Knock down the bones with the gin
These pieces are teeming with schemers and beggars
They would take half of it all
To stop this half-written song
Dancing with etches and holes scraped in our bones
While clotting the blood with the claw
Stay down
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