1. |
Roses Are Subjective
03:37
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They raised you up
Like a piece of astrology
Floating silently.
They raised you up
Like a piece of astrology
Please float next to me.
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2. |
Snowball Tears
03:26
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Between
The blinks I give
And her eyes
And voice of leisure.
(I can't seem to please her)
Well,
Life is concluding,
The Earth is still moving,
But I'm not the one that should
Just be choosing
The life of leader,
The price of a creature,
Protect my worst features from TV screens.
I am radio filled.
I can't seem to build
A structure of a life.
(I can't seem to please her)
Hate has the worst kind of curves
That destroy all the words in my book.
I can't fucking look up to you
And your beautiful kind.
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3. |
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Legs feel so weak,
Eyes all but bleak,
Your social sense feels so
Dense.
Legs feel so weak,
Eyes also weak,
Your social sense is
Killed.
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4. |
Always the Gentleman
04:26
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Loose lips make it hard to be
Your friend.
Trainwreck thoughts make it hard to see
The end.
(Our end)
Divine eyes,
I wish I had the time
To save you.
Not even the finest cavalry
Can protect me from this vague anxiety
That has me spinning liquor every night.
The creases on my shirt don't market me at all,
But I am seeping through the seams waiting for the
Fall.
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5. |
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6. |
Winterlude
01:45
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7. |
Ice Artisans
04:43
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The confines of our chat
Have formulated me
To conclude that
I am harboring.
I worry about you,
I do.
The confines of our chat
Have formulated me
To conclude that
I am harboring
An amount worth receiving
From space
That hangs high.
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8. |
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A barrier is breached
When we feel the peaks
Of our own physique.
People are new,
You are a few
Meters behind their laces
Scenic traces.
It's just a place
To trade arms
And synchronize ourselves!
I'm just so numb
I feel nothing at all.
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9. |
The Three Tree
03:54
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Patience,
Where are you?
Won't stop for me,
Your hand in mine,
Forget what the past said,
Biding our time
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10. |
Metacognitive
05:59
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Fold,
I'm falling into your eyes.
Long goodbyes
Never seemed to sit well with me.
Hastily,
I'll decide what's best for me to be.
Endlessly
Floating so god damn ignorantly.
Sleep, you.
This dark room
Wants to be with you.
And so do I.
And so do I.
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