1. |
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When all that remains
Is a stone monument
Birds still will sing
When all that remains
Is a fading monument
The wind will not rest
Every step
Forward
Twists the knife,
But this is
No way
To survive
Running and running
Out of time
But it’s the running that
Keeps me alive,
Always hiding
From nothing
And I’m learning
Just the same
Spare me the
Heart ache
Of meaning
A thing,
All will
Forget me
I’m content
With my place;
All our pain
Means nothing
There’s no shame
In separating
It’s not such
A bad fall,
You just need
To let go
I exist in bated breath to rid of the blood on these useless hands.
I plummit to darkness where I stand.
I exist in a morbid essence to shed my skin of hopelessness.
I descend into hell everywhere I stand.
We're not owed help, nor harm.
We carry on over encumbered,
sinking into the dirt where we stand.
Just let go.
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2. |
Exposure Therapy
04:26
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I spend my nights searching
For the break in the chain
That hides past my eyes
And keeps me awake
You can take this
As an attempt to pray
As if it’s done me
Any good, anyway
I harbour resentment for the sun
By it’s rise, the damage is done
The deprivation makes me face
Everything I would rather erase
For all I let slip through the cracks
I bid my time and I want it back
Another night turning
In my grave
A chance at rest has
Gone to waste
I’m forced confront
What brings me pain
I take solace in the fact
That lying awake
Keeps me attached,
Dwelling on what
I can’t take back
Memories are all I have
A single arrow sent
From the quiver in
my aching voice
Now I’m begging
I want it all
To turn black
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3. |
Milk Sop
03:09
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Misery,
Is all that you bring
Who could have seen
The villain you’d be
A couple drinks
Is all it took
To make you show
Your true colours
Every single
One of your friends
Were a means to an end;
Wipe that look
Off your fucking face
That shallow charm’s
Your only saving grace
We all know your
Kindness is feigned
You’re worth not
Praying for,
But on.
You
Should have stayed gone
You’re nothing but a coward
How are you still
Fucking smiling
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4. |
Nerve Death
02:00
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The shards of all my
Chipping teeth
Tear my throat up
While Im asleep;
Jagged edge
My tongue is bled
Only decay
Inside of my head
The flesh on my bones
Is dirty and rotted
Forget me
Let me sink to the bottom
Feels like I’m always running from nothing
And I’m learning just the same
I long for days
When I can’t feel A thing
Better than feeling
I’m wasting away,
I long for the days-
All thats left is time
Gone to waste
What’s it worth
While out of place
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