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milk
03:35
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Case of hamms and I reek from old cigarettes
Watch the twins win with a walk off bunt
I’m so diy all my tops are band shirts
Dead bands outnumber the active ones
As I get older life feels like a museum
Memories are taken and put on shelf
All the houses I went to now are shut down
But scene is timeless and other ones take their place
I am milk and I am sitting
On the counter all night and when you
Find me in the morning ill be sour
Pour me down the kitchen sink
Not an inch of open space on the coffee table Decorated with beer cans and open handles.
Every sticker ive ever gotten paints the table with nostalgia. many are peeling from spilled booze
The other day my roommate got drunk on her birthday and fell into it. The table was destroyed marking the end of an era
All things must come and go
Im boiling in a lake of fire
Break under the pressure of the sun
I thrash and struggle but it is not helping
Its a fight that can’t be won
I am milk and I am sitting
On the counter all night and when you
Find me in the morning ill be sour
Pour me down
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2. |
marionette
03:19
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Skin flayed
Knife has been laid
In my sternum and it’s running down my chest
Tied to
Strings used to control me
Love when you control me just like your marionette
I’m losing the fight
Of keeping you out of my mind
I’ve tried to quit
Tell myself that it’s the end of it
I guess I’ve strung myself along
Brain rot
Grey matters been lost
The phone is ringing but there’s nobody at home
Eyes crossed
My jaw has been dropped
My mouths wide open and pulling my teeth out
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dead skin
03:10
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It’s all a heap of broken images
Feel the ache beating out my chest
The sufferings of the moon will end
When sun rises and tells it to go to bed
Wearing dead skin you peered into my veins
Reassured my shaking limbs that everything is the same
My open wounds you dressed them up with gauze
Shards of glass from broken beer bottles
Fill the cracks of the place we call our home
I’m the ghost living in the walls
Haunting you up and down the halls
Wearing your clothes like a mirror I saw myself
Watched my ego as it burns and cracks and fades and melts
Looked at my hands and I all i saw was bone
Everything is covered in paint
Covered up and then sealed away
Cemented and then thrown in a lake
Everything is covered in paint
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4. |
ren makes a jazz noise
00:52
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5. |
finger puppet
02:06
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I’m addict of hate
I’m a junkie of rage
I can not resist
Each mornings the same
Read some awful takes
About my rights to exist
I do it to myself
My own personal hell
Is taking it’s shape all around me
I let it in
And I let it win
So why do I complain
I’m a twitter masochist
And I deserve to feel like this
Anita go to sleep
Why do I care what a Kansas terf thinks
The cycle feels like something sold to me
Can’t blame the user using’s a disease
The dealer knows what they got and nothing comes free
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6. |
clocky girl summer
04:02
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In your new found skin
Smile came from your fake grins
Its nice to meet you
But I feel like I’ve know you
all of this time, all of this time, is all of it
I wish that I could
Protect you from everything
I know you know what you got yourself into please know that I have been trying and trying
All of this time, All of this time, Is all of it
I know its hard
To be the person you know you are
Youre not alone
At least we have each other
I feel so guilty for how bad
Hatred of us has grown
Cause all my sisters before me
Made this a safer home
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Cackling with our blood on their hands
Coven of only fake tear hags
Why do they want to watch us die
Why do they laugh at suicides
Terfs will not get into heaven
Nazi scumbags are their brethren
Terfs will not get into heaven
Nazi scumbags are their brethren
Choke on your bigotry and hate
I’ll never forget the lives you take
Girl bossing sexist fascism
I’ll never forgive what you have done
And every cis person that doesn’t stand up
Is as guilty of our deaths as transphobes
And I dont fucking care if this is too much
I am not an issue
This is such a nightmare
I am so afraid
I just want a future
Dont let this be our grave
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wølfin
00:37
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I saw the devil in Portland
Was in my dream last night
As I was trying to fall asleep
In stared at me with his bright red eyes
Been on tour for two weeks
Driving all alone
That’s enough to drive anyone crazy
But I know what I saw
It’s presence I can feel
Know this sounds unreal
But I have never felt like this before
And I still have to go and play a show
I can see it everywhere
666 license plate
Black cat staring me down
Poster of a devil being let out
Evil engulfs me
Next night I hardly sleep
And I can’t wait to get the hell away
From here and go and go and go and go
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Thought I saw your face
At a show I played the other day
I called out your name
But you didn’t look my way
I don’t know what I even would have said to you
To tell the truth
It’s been 7 years and I have not heard a peep from you
Hope your doing alright but the last time I saw you you’d lost your god damn mind
Prepping months of food windows covered up saying that they’re coming for you
Getting high and video games
Making tunes occasionally
Scraping for one last resin bowl
Like some miners digging for gold
I still wish you well
And I miss you like hell
And I don’t know what I even would have said to you
To tell the truth
It’s been 7 years and I have not heard a peep from you
Hope your doing alright but the last time I saw you you’d lost your god damn mind
All I really wanted from that night was just to know that you’re okay
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11. |
sliver
03:53
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Waiting outside in
Dinkytown he’ll pick me up
Wearing what he wanted
Gets there late and I hop in his truck
See his yellow teeth when he smiles at me
His skin is damp and wet form all the oil and grease
He puts his hand on my leg and I hold back a shriek
Then we drive away
I can’t drive by a parking garage with out the urge to cry
I don’t know why it sticks with me it wasn’t even the worst time
I was sad and I was desperate but I can’t move on
I can’t run away I can’t shake the haunt
Although he paid I can’t live with the cost
He knows what he took and I know what I got
He’s a festering sliver his presence will remain
And even if sometimes I forget I will never be the same
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12. |
panna cotta
00:51
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13. |
dog shit 2
03:56
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Spider on a web
Feed off the dead
Feed off their agony
Does it need to eat
Starvation or gluttony
Or maybe it just enjoys the kill
Watching me struggle
Licking its lips
I can feel you eating me up
Laughing as you spit up my blood
Grinding up my bones in your teeth
You’re the dying tooth
I can’t remove
And you’re spreading your rot
And I give you the power
And it’s eating me up
You are just a cavity
But i know you’ll never leave
And any filling will just wear down
Know I’ll just have to pull it out.
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