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no more
02:48
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i don't think i can do this
i won't be formless, i won't be soulless
throw it away
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an outline, no color
we are the negative space
will it ever be okay
or is this just about how easy it is
for you to find fault in everything
an outline, no color
machinery, a deafening pulse
unable to tell the real thing apart
roots upended, surface tension
nothing left between the lines
we are the negative space
be sure that your bags are the ones you want to pack
be sure not to forget
will it ever be okay
or is this just about how easy it is
for you to find fault in everything
catch yourself before you're caught
the beauty in damnation
satisfaction in self-mutilation
watch the colors bleed out
it's not so easy to stomach this time
positions may be set within space
fault not should we witness change
don't sleep
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one-sided equation
03:15
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salt in the wound, no more, no less
though a lesser man wouldn't salt it himself
a point on the map, signaling distress
you can't stop those so headstrong
only so much can be done
warning signs, they serve no purpose
in a language long forgotten
it's time to flip the narrative
face our mistakes, a controlled release
leave our fears outside the sheets
hell can't follow us here
a place with no natural disasters
a zero sum game run by ghosts
trying to use vengeance as a magnet
no more solving for x in a two way mirror
no more time will be spent in the shadow of the reciprocal
hell can't follow us here
we slowly strip ourselves of fear
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hospitals
03:07
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is it pride that's brought me back
into the clutches of something i could never best
i held the false pretense of being better than
when choice is stripped away
movement all but ceased
free to go, destination prearranged
the chariot awaits
while i can't help but feel
like we got off on the wrong foot
i must admit i hope never to see you again
but choice was stripped away
and i can't stand to meet your gaze
it's not your words, but your face
that wicked grin highlighting my weakness
my negligence
when choice is stripped away
movement all but ceased
free to go, destination prearranged
the chariot awaits
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wasting my breath
04:08
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i'm wasting my breath
and i'm starting to think it's on purpose
i'd rather not be here, but i know that isn't true
i want you to be someone but that person eludes us both
don't make sense make sense don't make
sense make don't sense make sense don't
make sense make don't make sense
consider this an admission of fault
i have to wait
i'm wasting my breath
and i'm starting to think it's on purpose
this isn't a dance - only because i don't know how
this can be a diving board because i'm not afraid to drown
don't make sense make sense don't make
sense make don't sense make sense don't
make sense make don't make sense
consider this an admission of fault
i have to wait
i'm wasting my breath
and i'm starting to think it's on purpose
if i break my back staring at the sun
you'll know it's what i deserve
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dignity
00:47
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i failed you
and i failed the parts of myself that were made to appease you
i can feel it growing in my gut
i can feel it growing
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tell me, tell me once more
but how should you know
that all i wanted was for you to tell me
i'm a lost cause
praise be damned - i don't know this as home
yet the sting of familiarity calms my nerves
not that i'd consider this an abode
but i'll admit i had my hopes
recede to ensure solitude
secure yourself so there's something left to touch
this is a coping mechanism
i don't know this as home
but i'll admit i had my hopes
i always wanted to tell you
you left me withered and incomplete
but all you did was leave me alone
to find that i am withered and incomplete
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even mimes drink
02:58
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when the bell chimes, the hair on my neck stands up
an unmistakable tone - a silent note
clarity rivaled only by that of white noise
the purest of bonds for this velvet throat
wash it down with conviction
'cause none of us likes the taste
even mimes will drink it and drink it
but only the good ones will swallow the bait
we'll make it look like an accident
a tragedy for those accountable
static rivaled only by that of the moon
the purest of bonds to settle this drought
wash it down with conviction
'cause none of us likes the taste
even mimes will drink it
but only the good ones will swallow the bait
there's always the option to refuse
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blank casket
07:08
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failure as a constant
02:53
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i've always tried to latch on, and it felt so petty
but where could i go - what could i do on my own
you've got me thinking
maybe the holes in our hearts are worth mending
success was a ghost
the only thing i've ever known has been
uninvited entrances, interruption
never to any avail
you've got me thinking
maybe the holes in our hearts are worth mending
let a sigh mean wasted breath
use the air to forge a prayer
staring out as the curtain rises
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