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Hollow
07:23
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some days, i wish i had a soul
or whatever it is that makes one whole
that thing which makes one feel
that its wrong to fucking lie or steal
that genuinely makes you wanna cry
when someone close is about to die
i wonder if my blank stare makes you realize that i dont care
about your problems or your life
your shitty job or cheating wife
all i see you as is a number
until you reach your eternal slumber
but ill be there to tuck you in
say goodnight with a grin
instead
im fucking hollow
shallow
nothing
distorted
my eyes are fucking darkened
blackened
lifeless
contorted
sometimes the most comforting shoulder
is on someone just a little bit colder
someone who cannot be strayed
by a foundation previously laid
do you crumble when things turn dire
or turn to this narcissistic liar
no matter what you choose to do
just know i wish
i could be there for you
instead
im fucking hollow
shallow
nothing
distorted
my eyes are fucking darkened
blackened
lifeless
contorted
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Recluse
04:54
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demons i cant contain 'em
problems i cant explain 'em
memories i cant retain 'em
actions i cant refrain 'em
and nor do i want to
that is just an excuse
to become who i am
and finally fucking let loose
how sacred the ground is
on frayed knees i will crawl
i could have been risen
but steadily i fall
maybe i'm a recluse
isolation excludes
those who can hurt me
those who try to intrude
lately i'm in a stall
hang me up on a wall
nothing can please me
because i want it all.
by all i mean 'happiness' which is harder to gain than a fucking autograph from shirley maclaine
and now its at the end
my words fall on deaf ears
continue to listen 'till finally
you fucking hear
your praying means nothing
so empty and so wrong
i'm godless not wanting
insanity i tried
maybe i'm a recluse
isolation excludes
those who can hurt me
those who try to intrude
lately i'm in a stall
hang me up on a wall
nothing can please me
because i want it all
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Is This What You Wanted?
04:29
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i am the faceless
im the one who stands behind the lines
i am the faithless
in a hollow world that will divide
if you join me
we can fly so high
if you save me
we will never die
among the pile of soft decay
i form a smile in my own way
those shifty eyes become my past
i knew you all would never last
is this what you wanted?
is this what you needed?
or is this just a reason?
i am a martyr
in a game that i refuse to play
i am forgotten
in a world that i will never claim
won't you join me?
we will fly so high
wont you save me?
we will never die
among the pile of soft decay
i form a smile in my own way
those shifty eyes become my past
i knew you all would never last
is this what you wanted?
is this what you needed?
or is this just a reason?
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Lake City Quiet Pills
06:55
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7. |
A Mothers Lament
03:47
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we've battled most our lies
and some will never try
to begin
exhuming the logical
we've wronged all that was right
and through the other side
i can see
the gods have abandoned us
a mother tries to hold us dear
we awake to find nothing near
as i climb among the frayed
the piano man, he...
slowly plays
off in the distance, i can hear mom crying
but goddamn this feels so right
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a lost state of mind Garland, Texas
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