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Burned Polyester
05:29
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Don't ask me anything
And I still will lie to you
When we kept the same face
After all the goodbyes
Now, what do you look like
Under the street lights
I wanna know what you look like
Out of the inside
Away from the dim lights
Away from nothing finds
Where your mind leaves you
When your thoughts leave you
I wanna see the lines light up
See if you're alive
But you pretend to forget my name
When my voice arrives
Highlighted you
I'll still say bye to you
And that's alll
That's all
All the days I'm home
We could be spending time alone
Could go anywhere we want
But we never made it to the end of my block
Tried to give you my words
Tried to make them work
Now it's true
Now it's true
Now it's true
Now it's true
Now it's
Things changed
We stopped talking
Now is the only now I know
And suddenly you want me
How can you call me your best friend
You never speak to your best friends
And that's it isn't it
I'm your unwanted headache
And you're looking for aspirin
I'm tryna to get better
Tryna get better
Tryna get
I choke down the smoke
And I try to feel right
I tighten the screws
But it never feels tight
You treat me like cancer
I'm a lot like remission
Maybe cutting me out
Is the answer you're missing
You say you miss me
I see your eyes
Sounds like love
Only rhymes with lies
Rhymes with lies
Rhymes with lies
Rhymes with lies
End myself
Will I make the header
Hell
Has never seemed so much better
Tryna get better
Tryna get
Tryna get
Tryna get
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Waltz Of The Walls
04:36
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3. |
The Death Of Distance
04:18
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Maybe the point is
That I am defined
By what I am not
The answer maybe
Is that there is no
Question able
To be asked
To be asked
The cold was cursing
The heat for which it hungered
Passages of inward, groping fear
Passages of sick tread hopeless guises
Staying unwell
And unfed
And not near
No
I see that freight cars still run
No
I can see that there is more to this than fun
No
I can't see through your social eyes
No
Just like fruit darkest bruises on the inside
Yes
Intimate things that I whisper now
No
I can't see you through the filters now
Smoke
Smoking on the same you cast over yourself
No
And you wonder why it's so cold in hell
And you wonder why it's so cold in hell
And you wonder why it's so cold in hell
And you wonder
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