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the master
03:41
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i'm crawling towards the LORD
across this dirty floor
on hands and knees
with broken feet
i'm coming for the king
with a bleeding throat I'll sing
"i'm not free, nor do I wish to be"
i cry as often
as often as i breathe
and i only breathe when you make me
i lie as often
as often as i breathe
and i only breathe when you let me
i'm letting for the LORD
blood soaking up in the floor
my arteries
Opening
i'm letting for the king
consent to everything
don't let me leave
don't let me leave
i lie as often
as often as i breathe
and i only breathe when you make me
i'm in pain as often
as often as i breathe
and i only breathe when you let me
i'm running from the LORD
escape the horror's ward
finally i've learned to breathe
And i'm free
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return the key
03:06
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we fell into a bad sound
tuning our heads to a phrase
we fell into the saddest sound
locking our tones into place
lock the door for the last time
return the key on saturday
the baby robins by the porch left the nest
i saw them on my way to work
the living room still looks the same
i never cared enough to decorate
do you still want to die?
i don't think it's okay for us to die
i lied about the baby birds
i hardly ever go to work
the living room still looks the same
i want to die so why should i decorate
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mutilation of the mind
01:25
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it's triggering the sound entropy all around communication breaking down i don't think it's fine maybe i'll cope in time mutilation of the mind information death realized persevering the lie mutilation of the mind information death realized persevering the rhyme i'm remembering a time when it wasn't hard to try to keep my thoughts in line
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easy
03:41
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i make you cry every night
it's the easy thing to do
when i leave i'll take everything
and i'll regret it too
hanging from your word
killing time
i don't understand
"i don't either" is all you can say
we pass a dig site
hauling bones from the grave
when we leave, the bones are placed in our mouths
fusing to the face
i'm still figuring
how i can die near you
if you ask me to set myself on fire, well, at least we're speaking
i make you cry every night
it's the easy thing to do
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be invoked
04:14
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alone and desperately
supplicating to the lord
so his eyes don't pass over me
thrashing madly
against the wall
and against the corner of the desk with my head
so i can be at peace
oh, what's it to be
laying light to waste
oh, what's it to me
giving name to darkness
i am invoking
my right to be loved and to be saved
and for a bigger thing to take over me
fighting for my breath
i am fighting for my life
and everyone around me just doesn't seem to mind
oh, what's it to be
laying light to waste
oh, what's it to me
giving name to darkness
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hemlock vera
04:08
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the inescapable truth
i am as bad as you
falling in and falling through
i'd rather be falling out of love with you
it's worse than falling
but i'll take the pain
or is it worse to put them through this?
a father's shame
hemlock vera
ghost of my blood
ghost of your blood too
the gift of love
the gift of feeling bad, or worse
the gift of knowing how to live your whole life hurt
taking turns passing off our fathers' sins like love
two hearts born of hell
this family's blood
this family's love is a slaughterhouse
destroying every child's brain and body
taking turns playing off our past sins like love
two hearts made entirely of hell
when it's me when it's you
when it's finally his time to feel this too
when it's me when it's you
when it's finally his time to feel this too
when it's me when it's you
when it's finally his time to feel this too
when it's finally the son's time to deal with this too
if i don't die tonight
i didn't do it right
if i don't die tonight
there will always be more tries
until i do it right
i hope i die tonight
i hope i die tonight
i want to do it right
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taylor campbell Milwaukee, Wisconsin
pathetic and sad
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