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Inurn
02:35
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There was another I could see into
I never wanted to get out of this bed
I took a step back I could see my face
It's changed
Mother I've been growing sicker
I'm just tied down in my head
I've been coping with coming unbloomed
I'm balanced on a stone or on a tomb
Mother I've been growing sicker
I'm just tied down in my head
I've been coping with coming unbloomed
I'm balanced on a stone or on a tomb
It's just another thing I couldn't get right
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Coping
03:15
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Stare back like a blank canvas
I lie like awaiting prey
We will finally feed from each other
I've made this bed and I've slept in it
I was a source of pride, a compliment
A son she missed too much
I used to know how to cope with this
I can't continue to catch smoke
The glass is growing thinner
It's darling, so darling
How you're still trying to push through
And I'm tired
I'm finally tired
Of these anxious thoughts
In this worried head
Sharpen your finest weapons
A sheep in wolf skin, a sheep in wolf skin
The ground is growing closer
We've seen our faults, fed our flaws
But we're still trying to push
I feel, I feel it like a prick on my skin
I've been needing a new sensation
I need some sustenance, something I can use against you
I need something I can hurt
My body is growing weaker
Set up my senses, my head is something I can't fix
I need to forgive myself
The glass is growing thinner
It's darling, so darling
How you're still trying to push through
It's darling, so darling
How you're still trying to push through
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Buque
03:40
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I need to know how to balance myself
And this urge to just lie down in this bed
Well I'm stuck in my head
I am led by this obsession with what's already dead
I am led by this obsession with what's already dead
I'm moving like a thought through your head
I'm a vessel for my tongue to hurt me
My heart is beating out of my body
Kept this feeling alive
I'm burning out quicker than I had thought
I need a screen to gray my vision
I'm losing sight of what's really happening
I'm coming for the crown
I'll take you all down with me
I've buried it deep beneath the dirt
Take the nails of of my head
Grasp for the things that I've got left
The drive is dead
I'm growing in the thought that I'm hurting
I don't think there's a sign of this stopping
I'm a buque
I'm the innards of this movement I've been stuck in
Some things were made to break with all my bones
The cutting room is cold, the cutting room is cold
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4. |
Unbloomed
02:06
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Just another cut
The way be built this up but what we found was a dessert
Are you still standing reaching towards the center
And you've left another body behind
You're in my head, you're in my veins
The moon has kissed my head
Oh god, you're so damn stupid
You have hands so use them
Nothing is working
Things are getting bad again
I cannot be what you lack
I just can't
You're in my head, you're in my veins
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II
03:47
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The cars press the pavement
As I'm pressing into myself
But the guilt weighs like stones
Holding my hands down
I've been dying
To lose something else from all these ways
I've been trying to pressure the wave to spill onto my legs
And there was nothing I could do
I just don't know how to clean all this red
Will you look through my body and see how scared I am of how much one man can do
I can't just let this die
Sometimes I think I need it more than anyone
Weighs like the pressure of a wave
I've been making two
And there was nothing I could do
I don't burn for anyone
There's no kindling for this fire
I can't just let this die
Sometimes I think I need it more than anyone
And there was nothing i could do
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6. |
Feeding Fields
03:17
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Please tell me something I've been needing ever since that night
Holding the cutter, pressing down on my arms because I am weak
Like the last time I took you home
You won't feel any better where you lay your head
You lift the anchor but can you carry it
Footsteps pressed down in the dirt
To be covered by ash
From the embers of our bodies
Cuts carved like us in bone
I can't keep feeding the wolves
And I won't turn it's teeth on myself
And I'm not sure how to tell myself how to heal again
I'm not ready to the step from this stone
My fragile little head
Let me tell you what I've learned of all these scars
Oh my god these nights are reeling through the black
Well I just can't go back to that
Like lovers do, took you for all that you lack
Placed your arms like stone on my back
I can't keep feeding the wolves
And I won't turn it's teeth on myself
Blame the faults in ourselves
Drank from the rivers where we cleaned
Well we wandered from the ash with your head in your hands
The pushed down packs of cigarettes
The covers from our bed
And the water will pour back around my neck
Well I called a foe a foe
Haulted the horses in their march
The breath marks as the window wanes
The pain is just the pain
And as we cleared the river beds
Buried our dead and leaned our heads down
Pressing flowers into dirt
Heaving prowess into worth
And there was nothing I could do
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7. |
Balancing Stone
04:12
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I'm losing sleep
Cutting myself out of the skin that strangles me
I'm not who you need
It is you that runs through my veins
And I'm not sure with how to deal with who I am
I've seen milestones
I've feared stepping forward
So lets compare wrists
I could tell you how to fall
Couldn't get myself of this stone I'm on
Somethings wrong with me
I'm not the man that I should be
These cuts are fading into scars
And am I just supposed to clean these wounds
Let my hands fall back but were cut apart
So sad, the bad that pulls me down
Try to keep myself from asking how do I get out
Hold back the tears that laid next to me
But that could never be
Couldn't find my way from underneath
Here, take this box
See what you're worth
I would love to see someone else hurt
Burn like you wanted to, it feels like Hell
Bleed in containers so that you get well
Breath in, you're finally on your way down
Needed something to calm these shaking limbs
I was coming into the man I'd be
Well I never thought I'd ever see you pray for anything
So burn like you wanted to, it feels like Hell
Bleed in containers so that you get well
And I was something I could never live up to
I was somewhere I could not crawl out of
I felt better when I cut my strings
So burn like you wanted to, it feels like Hell
Bleed in containers so that you get well
I always thought it would be easier to take a step back
But I'm burning out, I'm losing worth
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