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New Arrival
04:13
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Some let it in, some run. I was turning over.
I was in the waiting room alone, hours after midnight.
Swift was the hand to receive, and the antidote passed up the tree,
Through the branches of America to be.
Mourning for the young.
Want this to last, but I should know
that I can't hold together what I build.
If theres a light, I'll take a glow.
It's in the frame now, so I can't let go.
Some slip away, some die. We think we hold composure.
I know it's just the setting of the sun, but I was close to cured.
Slow but as surely as the day, the final toll approaching.
We live to watch the setting of the sun, and I was close to cured.
Over the sink, back to the floor.
I let me suffer. I give me more.
Forever I've had me by the throat.
It all takes such a while, and never truly lets go.
It came around. I had to know.
But theres a beauty in the fall coming up,
Hence taking it slow.
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BCX
03:10
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I recite a passage written tossed and lost in time
I don't give a damn about you sleeping at night
I stay up for hours burning herbs and burning skin
Chanting, scribing manuscripts on using whats within
Through its name and its kind
And you still think it vile
Through its name and its kind
And I will find the right
Born, abandoned, filed. Leave me on my own
Empty affirmation from the lies that I've been sold
We could burn a candle, we could dance until the dawn
We could tear a hole and be a part of the beyond
I receive a message from the voices I invite
I dress me in black because I know thats what they like
Through its age and its blight
And you still think we might
Through its name and its kind
And you still think it vile
Through its age and its blight
And we will try to fight
Limb still felt but not there
reaches out. Touches air.
And what comes from resolve
Born from pain, cutting off?
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Ursula
04:06
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