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rough cuts to power through
I can't see far enough to look at you
I'm always terrified of overstepping to the brighter side
I've tried to take the inkblot off my hide
can't commiserate with what's left of your insides
no one's ever like the other guys
I'm left with one stitch of your dress
hard cleft in two, I've made a mess
I could never look you in the eyes
no one's ever like the other guys
you don't compete for any other prize
no one's ever like the other guys
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Alarm bells ring the whistlers sing
Flip the secret switch slung low within the armory
A black car pulls up to your drive, a plume of smoke trails from inside
It says there’s no craven way to satisfy a living organism’s right to die
Look around, its closer than you think
With quickness, into your neck they sink
Helicopter blades whirring and I escape with my life
Hiding beneath the city streets, gave up on praying for peace
But it calls me out another time, another life to live instead off mine
I still pray against my better thought, my insecurities will not get caught
Old money spins around the time machine, the secret lies in how they keep it clean
Still they call me out another way, a cheap alternative to saving grace
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old pride - IV
03:41
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why can't i see light
caves envelop me
(cover up the sky)
send me out to sea
(never asking why)
i don't know what's right
digging up the past
(picking up the rubble)
tie me to the mast
(the tree returns to seed)
i see (i see)
the roots are growing further into me
i see (i see)
the tree returns to seed
i try to be grateful
for everything i have
and everything that's given to me
but life is hard
and i'm blinded by the clouds
so if it's falling apart
because of me
or something that i can't see
i guess i'll take the blame
for all the things i could never
fucking say
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old pride - V
05:12
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i’ve been trying, to wrap my head around this
it’s spinning in circles again
and every moment of sinking
struggling for breath in the rain
i am fading
i am grey
i need to let go
of inhibitions
holding me down, pulling me under
the downpour won't cease
filling my lungs with saltwater
i need to let go
filling my lungs
filling my lungs
with saltwater
the rain won't cease
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