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Pearl Rd
02:50
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I’m getting used to being alone, dead battery on my cellphone. I’m watching the clock spin on the wall. As it chimes I let it fall. I’m trying to ignore. I know you can. As I close my eyes. As I close mine.
No more knocking at my door, it’s too late. I’m making contact with the floor, it’s too late. Too late.
I’m staying home if you let me. This emptiness that keeps me company. I’d take it back, yeah it’d take it all back. When I’m alone, I hear fake dial tones. I’m trying to ignore. I know you can. As I close my eyes. As I close mine. No more knocking at my door, it’s too late. I’m making contact with the floor, it’s too late. Too late.
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Urethane
02:52
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Cure, so insecure when you grasp my tongue beneath your teeth.
Wait, I made you wait. Such a useless man, it’s getting old.
Let the suburbs be my, my resting place. With street lights humming, and urethane.
Die, I don’t need to die it doesn’t act as some encouragement.
Wait, well I made you wait. Such a useless man, it’s getting old.
Let the suburbs be my resting place, with street lights humming and urethane.
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Weight
03:00
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All this pride taken, absently. The genes that separate you from me. I’m struggling to find space to breathe. Land meets concrete, toxins meet the breeze. I’m waiting for the sun to rise. Welcoming the day of my demise.
I’ll wait till I’m empty, till I can leave. You’ll see that I’m empty, there’s nothing left of me.
The simple life that you lead. The words on my lips, incinerate me. I’m struggling to find space to breathe. Land meets concrete, toxins meet the breeze. I’m waiting for the sun to rise. Welcoming the day of my demise.
I’ll wait till I’m empty, till I can leave. You’ll see that I’m empty, there’s nothing left of me.
Wait. I’ll wait. You’ll wait.
I’ll wait till I’m empty, till I can leave. You’ll see that we’re empty, there’s nothing left of me.
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Deepest Sleep
04:43
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Don’t wait, let salt disintegrate. Pear shaped, heart’s like an open lake.
Come close. Feel the wind across your face. Breathe Slow. Feel the air you take.
Revolving water inside my brain, makes me feel young again. The deepest sleep. Southern Lights. Take me whole, take me.
Let’s go, we’re turning pages back and forth. I know. Imagine if we had no home. Come here. If only friends we’re as close. Sincere. I hate you the most.
Revolving water inside my brain, makes me feel young again. The deepest sleep. Southern Lights. Take me whole, take me.
I’m talking tongues to myself and I know. You’re talking tongues to yourself and I know.
Revolving water inside my brain, makes me feel young again. The deepest sleep. Southern Lights. Take me whole, take me
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Flowermouth Perth, Australia
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