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aches
03:16
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I went to a garden centre at the weekend
Bought some soil and some seeds
Isn’t it strange how we feel we need
To buy some kinds of dirt?
And i sliced my finger open cutting lemons
I never wanted lemonade anyway
It's just kinda funny that they happened on the same day
‘Cause now i'm stuck with
Earth in my flesh
And words swarming round my desk
Because everyone wants to buy
No one wants to make
And it tears me up because i haven't created anything in days
You know you know i love to paint (or write poetry, whatever)
I found a doorstep of a book instructing crochet
I used to throw my hours away
Making flowers and creatures that could swim away
‘Cause my girlfriend was into that kinda thing
This one time i was aching real bad from within
So i covered my skin with ink
Pretty sure i got some kind of poisoning
‘Cause now im stuck with
Ink in my skin
And words in mind, swarming round my desk
Because everyone wants to buy
No one wants to make
And it tears me up because i haven't created anything in days
You know I love to paint
It kinda feels like i'm pouring myself into something that just isn't me
But i love the way it explains everything so articulately
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2. |
likadrēm
03:30
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Standing on a pebble beach
Close to a river not close to the sea
Close your eyes and think of me
They will say what they see
Shirt shoes hair dies easily
Do you want to take it off?
Waste your time, time wastes you
Run away from home, see what it puts you through
Brush with death, must be doing something right
Maisie, it’s like a dream
These butterflies were flying around me
There were tens of them and only one of me
It’s like a dream (I said, Maisie)
Terrified, all alone
I’ve never felt more at home
Between these people I’ll never know
Am I paranoid? Am I free?
Who am i to say who i want to be
There can be no more questions
I will live where you put
Lenin t-shirts and dirty looks
Give me more and i think i’d die
I’m drifting back, back, back
Can’t focus on what’s in front of me,
Can’t focus on what I gotta be
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3. |
teen romance
01:52
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i kinda like u
i like the way u talk abt the things u love
and the way u dance without expecting anything in return
it makes my palms hurt
and i have no intention of keeping in touch
but when i wink at u, u smile a little too much
oh i know im flirty, i just didnt think it was working on anyone
u kinda like me
u like the way i dress and my subtle disrespect
for the way i should be acting
oh im a hot mess but a damn role model
and u have no intention of making this real
u'd rather fantasise from a distance abt how i would feel
oh u know ur flirty, u just didnt think it was working on anyone
oh we know we're flirty, we just didnt think it was working on anyone
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4. |
wrath
03:03
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so today i told my friends just how i spend my nights
i was hoping to intrigue and maybe to excite
they said "ungodly! it's gruesome! ur face will hit the ground, we'll chase u out of town, chase u out of town!"
so u see this wasn't the response i had hoped to find
at least they could have been just a little more polite
"disgusting! it's sacrilege! ur face will hit the ground, we'll chase u out of town, chase u out of town!"
if they lay a finger on me, i will rip it off
and if they try to harm me
they will face my wrath
cause ive been practicing witchcraft under the moon
and i was hoping that they would join me soon
in another time, somewhere along the line
maybe my kind won't be victimised
but until then, i've gotta take care of my friend
so i came up w my best and most destructive spell
even if it sets me on the fastest path to hell
yea im a prodigy, a genius, their faces will hit the ground, yeah i will take them down, i will take them down
if they lay a finger on me, i will rip it off
and they will never harm me
cause ive been practicing witchcraft under the moon
and i was hoping that they would join me soon
in another time, somewhere along the line
maybe my kind won't be victimised
but until then, i've gotta take care of my friend
i'll enchant everyone else and set them all aflame
and i guess that will b the final endgame
it will b brutal and beautiful, in ashes they will drown, cause i will take them down, i will take them down
cause ive been practicing witchcraft under the moon
and i was hoping that they would join me soon
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5. |
nightmare.txt
02:22
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it wasn't a crime of passion
it was a crime of saccharine love
the wind and the daisies kept dancing
with pastel skies swirling above
the water was cold, and so were the wires
tying their limbs to the moment, and
Caroline, all alone, lover gone to places unknown
Caroline, all alone, left asleep by the sea on that heart-shaped stone
it was the twilight of the summer
sun going down and they're afraid of the dark
they've had their fun and now they wonder
if it's really worth falling so far
the water was cold, and so were the wires
tying their limbs to the moment, and
Caroline, all alone, lover gone to places unknown
Caroline, all alone, left asleep by the sea on that heart-shaped stone
and they watched Caroline sleep
as into their lungs the water seeped
remembering Caroline's smile
choosing this over feeling bad for a little while
and they watched Caroline sleep
as into their lungs the water seeped
leaving Caroline alone
asleep by the sea on that heart-shaped stone
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6. |
gaia
02:22
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How i would thrive on the bountiful life of residing in a beehive
Because i love that race through the doors and the chase on the moors
For the taste of something that isn’t at all like remorse
And i'd never get bored because the chores would give me a chance to stop and stare as i dance through the air
Oh i love you but we’re nothing alike
You laugh at the things in which i delight
I've grown and i have changed and you also have aged
The only thing left to say is goodbye
Im leaving at dawn, im going to a beehive
Im gonna live the rest of my life there
So this is goodbye
How i would thrive on the bountiful life of residing in a beehive
Because i love running through the air and the wind in my hair
And the feeling of rain when you’re completely free of care
What it means to free and what it means to be me and what it means to absolutely happy
Oh i love you but we’re nothing alike
You laugh at the things in which i delight
I've grown and i have changed and you also have aged
The only thing left to say is goodbye
I’m leaving at dawn, i’m going to a beehive
I'm gonna live the rest of my life there
So this is goodbye
Don't let me be a tragic memory
Let me live on through the things that you see that remind you of me
Like birds and plastic teeth
Residing in a beehive
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7. |
3AMnosebleed
02:08
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3 o clock in the morning
Too early to b morning a loss of fondness
But it doesnt stop
Whatever u want to do
It would b easier, cheaper, better for ur health if u were unconscious
daydreams and shower thoughts of everything falling apart
My plane wont crash but if it did i would selfishly be not brokenhearted
Clammy-palmed, shaky-handed lukewarm
It’s the dream in which what u want most is the ability to scream
Clammy-palmed, shaky-handed lukewarm
It’s the dread that dawns on u, the final desperate comprehension
U can never expel enough air from ur lungs to produce
daydreams and shower thoughts of everything falling apart
My plane wont crash but if it did i would selfishly be not brokenhearted
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8. |
stranger on the stairs
04:05
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Chewing the tips of my fingers and trying to relax
Remembering lying with you on the cold dark grass
One song on repeat and its the same all the way thru
We lay sideways because i didnt completely trust u
Driving to somewhere I go almost every day
But it’s strange and I’m different
And everyone’s just the same
I think I’m outgrowing this place I have loved for so long
Give me new blood, fresh kicks
Give me something strong
And after we said goodbye
I found a patch of berries that I’ve
Never tasted sweeter than and probably never will again
I kissed a stranger on the stairs
Because if you’d been there you would have dared me to
And that’s a sentiment I will treasure
How I wished I was bold, bolder boldest, oh no
Everyone thinks I’m pushy as is
But it seems like u dont
I’m ready 2b cold I’m ready to flee from this sun
I really do think I know best
And now I know I’m ready to run
And after we said goodbye
I found a patch of berries that I’ve
Never tasted sweeter than and probably never will again
I kissed a stranger on the stairs
Because if you’d been there you would have dared me to
And that’s a sentiment I will treasure
Are the people I love always going to be far away?
Are the people I love always going to be far away?
Are the people I love always going to be far from me?
I want the people I love to be where they want to b
Cause the people i love all deserve to be happy
Even if their doing so means they have to do so distantly
And after we said goodbye
I found a patch of berries that I’ve
Never tasted sweeter than and probably never will again
I kissed a stranger on the stairs
Because if you’d been there you would have dared me to
And that’s a sentiment I will treasure
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9. |
gal pals
03:47
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Im the luckiest
Person i
Know and i
Know quite a few
Know quite a few
Remember when i stayed w ur family?
We were just best friends they
Didnt hav a clu
Didnt hav a clu
Abt me n u
Abt me n u
And i hav wondered
If we could still b
I mean ik im the problem
I guess we’ll just see
Oh
Im the luckiest
Person i
Have ever met
But im just seventeen
So what hav i seen?
Just seventeen
So what hav i seen
And after all this time
Of existing around
U still surprise me
Despite knowing u somehow
Oh
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