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abstract
03:06
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foxes have less room for purpose than i
but they're not so broke to let out my cries
give organization and the abstract
but take my dignity for intelligence
they all look like robots
and they see me as one, too
but i only alleviate when i cry
while they tell me to keep up with the pace
i have to deal with the pressure all on my own
how i want it in my self destructive head
if i admit that i'm sick, darling
know that it was hard for me to say
even though i don't even try
to mask my sadness anymore
i know who i am, but we don't get along
she doesn't come with me to stray away
i've been wandering in the forest
getting lost, and now i don't wanna live
here anymore, the trees are dying
i don't wanna live here, it's getting more real
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embers
03:10
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alarms don't wake me i'm still sound asleep
paralysis locking me i wanna be
free i wanna see, shake me till i'm up
i can't be by myself, alone i get numb
as all my embers lay inside
all i want is to feel alive
there are people dying outside
i'm just sad, so stupid i am
i don't know what anything feels like
so the cuts and blood is all i know
i want to get close but i don't know
i've never had one care about me
i really need help
but don't wanna speak
i'm not even real
why do i try to be
i know that i'm miserable
but also too complacent
i accept my status quo
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Antigone
00:44
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China's classical age:
when a civilization sets its patterns
"oh you mock me,
why in the name of all my father's gods
why can't you wait till i am gone?" - quote from Antigone
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4. |
crazy
01:18
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5. |
Maribel
03:27
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sweetheart
01:55
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“sweetheart you’re doing too much
but would you mind doing a little more than that”
too many noises, too loud, i don’t have the space for this
their greasy plates reek of capital hate
and i have to just sit, i have to just sit for the rest of my life
“shut up, you’d never cared before
you’re not genuine, it’s just for a waistline
remember that plate you had in spain
that bloody iberian salami with étiquette”
i just have to sit and let the words absorb
i’m never doing it right, there’s always a great flaw i have
“change is wrong, stay in the box you walked into first
i only know of your face wrapped in silk, so you can’t take it off now”
“too late too late, you missed the time,
too early too early, we have to do this gradually, we’re not ready to go this quick yet
they’re not ready yet”
sometimes i sink into my twin
i fit, i fit, i fit inside
sometimes i jump out of my window
i’m just a blip, a blip, a blip out of an infinite
be proud, i’m on a moral high ground
i’m pretentious, pretentious, pretentious now
i just want to breathe to breathe and tell you what we’re doing wrong, cuz i thought out of everyone you’d agree with me
i guess i’ll just sit and sit and sit alone
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perpetual
01:08
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i guess do what you can
i won’t care but i’ll care
i just won’t tell you instead i’ll say
again, “do what you can”
but you’ll still do nothing
thinking it’s all in or all out
but your money goes
to a charity called slaughter
it so easy to watch to your feet
to stare at your step on the escalator
going up, the only thing perpetually moving up
no matter how many times you fall
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