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Prizefighter
04:40
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every night i'm talking in my sleep, I wish you could hear it It's like a thousand voices screaming out if all it takes just to get you out of frame i'll bleed out the sound, so the silence can't escape it shows that you're gone when I traced out the chalk lines that reformed to show my heart as I run through the house you were born in the cinders clear my throat I'm drawn to the fountain if the youth is here to ease my burns the drought is here, it's here If I’m the cancer, then i’m never growing back as if you meant, anything to me it shows that you're gone when I traced out the chalk lines that reformed to show my heart as I run through the house you were born in the cinders clear my throat and it shows that if i could change the last things that I said I'd say, I want my best friend back it's all spilling out but even that, won't put this out don't be so reckless this time you're one for changes but the thought remains the same you're not one to change the odds of the outcome its what we take for granted the foundation stays unchanged this house is not your home this makes you fonder of being alone
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Ari Gold
04:36
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I gave up sleep for sunny days there's nothing left to break No safe route left to take when all that’s left is cinders and dust in my mouth i’ll flood this house As it was meant to be; A tragedy in unison, A monument to all our sins And in the end I'll wish you all the best If it'll finally put my head to rest There's something to be said about these visions in my head and these figures that await my death And if it's only me that sees the old apostrophes between us and the thought of staying alone I'll stay alone We own all the thoughts that shape our souls and they’re right where they need to be a gentle word: “ gone” and that’s all I'm left with. But we were so naive we know that nothing sticks around Hiding something up their sleeves so i'll nail them to the ground Like there's something that's at stake we'll hide behind the shroud of summer like it was the only thing that kept us safe And the question still remains Were we ever there? Could we ever have what it takes? "You came like an apparition " But you left us in intristic gray we were filled with the best of intentions but it didn't take long before we couldn’t carry their weight Still that day you left Without a wave. Without a second thought. I haven’t slept since. And I wish we could make amends But at the end of the day
It all ends up the same
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Hollow
04:12
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You cam like an apparition
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Ivory
04:42
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I regret to inform you;
That your medication will continue.
Symptoms will increase.
You'll be here for awhile
Make yourself comfortable
Your cadence
Your flesh
Is all I have left
Down three floors to your right,
Take one last look at the outside
One day you'll feel them
Crawl in the back of your head
Crawl back to bed
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Autumn
05:04
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Forgive me for the days I stayed awake If we’re alive, I’d trade this vessel for a chance at safer shores. I gripped close, I prayed for something that wasn’t even there. I’ll find out, tear my way through every inch of this house. I know my secrets are safe with you and all the excuses I made you crawl through Until the thought escapes me Until this body crumbles beneath your weight It’s all on the surface now in the end, I bet out found your way out I thought I saw a sign
Hands on my chest, I felt the pressure rise But places still fade to black And people to ash and people to ash slow down, just what are you counting on And we’re both guilty as sin Don't get all choked up When I took a step back I saw that nothings made to last I hope my secrets are safe with you And the excuses I made you crawl through Until the thought escapes me Until this body crumbles beneath your weight
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ourcorsair Fresno, California
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