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vampire zen
02:51
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couldn't help but wonder if this could be fiction. might be fiction.
salvaged from dust covered shelves in a dark place, written on stone from the blood of your hands we are swimming in shadows and overcast landscapes. drifting inside through a hole in the window.
break down surrender your soul spirit, substance. survival depends on the strength of your heart. it is pounding and pounding in time with the rythem of uncanny footsteps dancing outside the door.
searching for long answers trailing the questions you've carved in your throat after you gave up hope to the dark forces howling the secret to living like nothing was ever here.
wish it was simple but choices are force-fed and we're left with nothing but sand in our veins. now youve trained your mind to accept nothing less then a delicate web spun from subtle despair.
stretching for sunlight underneath the shade of a tree with your future carved into the bark. you could sit head in your hands, retreat to silence. under the dying leaves sunlight won't find us.
trapped inside your fantasy.
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song tew
02:09
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once in a while ill tuck away paper notes that i have made and folded into tiny squares just about the size of the palm of my hand, deep inside a box of things that im afraid of losing. deep inside a box. i cant ever reach it again.
dark circles were traced out along the white of your face. can't capture the glimmer inside the eyes ill erase. even if i could seem to open this box.
wish that i would have never let you inside where i couldnt find myself when i wanted someone else. somewhere that im staying now, somewhere that i turned my blind eye. found what i was looking for and felt what i have. i have found what i was looking for and felt what i have.
i cant see why everythings so fucking special. surprise me now: learn to live and fucking settle.
once in a while ill rip every little square note that ive made and hate, notes that ill never share just about the size of the palm of my hand that i use to let you know that im still at your side. used to let you know that im thinking goodbye.
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925
03:05
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who taught you to hide behind yourself? if thats one thing you pushed away, then think about what else. fingers slip. ill try to hang on, im hanging on but scratches on the door spell a pattern reading 'oh well.'
lake road looked so different that night i dont remember. im hanging on, im hanging on but this could be forever. the future is so clear, a reflection of what stands here. burning memories floating on the lake.
i thought i could live alone inside of myself. think again friend, wrong about that okay so what else? get a grip. you're slipping now, you're slipping now. i dont know man, i think this could be over.
decapitated by the weight of my own head. self destruct a hundred times still waking up in the same bed. fingers slip. im hanging on, im hanging on. they'll look both ways before they kick you in the fucking face.
just another memory anchored to a picture book. sinking down a river flowing towards the day ill take a look. shut your eyes and take a breath. clear your mind, hey its alright. hang in there you're hanging on. don't look down nothings wrong.
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charles wallace
03:13
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my words were lost in the current of conversation. you wouldn't know how i felt. i kept it all to myself.
although you looked so sweet, i wasn't in the right position. you were untouchable. and all i could do was smile and talk small.
i could have known you like the back of my hand. you leave me with a smile that lasts long after i drive away, through the stages of each catostrophic night. you don't give a fuck. i know you're still thinking.
(wondering if ill say it, wishing i would. maybe im wrong and you know that im just a dead end. our beating hearts the only thing that ties us.)
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