1. |
Blind
01:57
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come and join the
masquerade, you won't feel
the pail of shame
it's okay
i feel alright
it feels better
to be blind
blind
unlike most mouths
she will not eat
not even for some purity
it's okay
i feel alright
it feels better
to be blind
blind
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2. |
in love
01:41
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i can't do a thing today
i can't see anyway
i haven't eaten all day
in love is so tough on my emotion
i can't listen to what you say
i can't understand you anyway
i haven't spoken all day
in love is so tough on my emotion
feeling good, feeling bad
feeling happy, feeling sad
i'm so happy, happy sad
in love is so tough on my emotion
i don't need your feelings
i do not need you
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3. |
Um
02:44
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the floor, my love.
i stained my teeth
and caught my socks.
on stray nails that
stung like wasps
and other bugs that
crawled across the floor.
oh, um- im sorry i forgot.
oh, um- mistook a feeling for a thought.
he turned out
little boy, ethanol mouth.
and i won't stay
when all your bad words
taste like rape.
oh, um- im sorry i forgot.
oh, um- mistook a feeling for a thought.
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4. |
in a cup
01:18
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5. |
Would
01:33
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here's this green
you'll never meet.
pale jesus lips
please taste my sin,
its yours.
hazel, would you like to know?
would you, would you like to know?
i would like to know.
dead and dumb,
she's on the run.
she isn't any fun,
but she is yours.
yeah she is yours.
hazel, would you like to know?
would you, would you like to know?
i would like to know.
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6. |
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think less, undressed.
in the cemetery
keep away from my touch
that you buried.
wake up, to good morning emesis.
i need to rip out
the feeling because it smells
like a kiss.
here i am,
charred like a child.
i'll sit and suck
the pain awhile.
wake up, to good morning emesis.
i need to rip out
the feeling because it smells
like a kiss.
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7. |
z
02:12
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when im clean
and my mouth is pure
i will dig the dirt
over where you were
what is happening?
what does this mean?
these are my thoughts.
this is my box.
i see skulls
and unmade beds.
tell your friends
i see their deaths.
what is happening?
what does this mean?
these are my thoughts.
this is my box.
what does this mean?
what do i mean?
fuck you.
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8. |
Houses With Windows
01:44
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9. |
Vomit girl
01:29
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your stomach will burn, burn.
go to sleep, wake up
it tastes like violet.
vomit girl in a vomit world.
no one comes to
clean up when you're
bruised bone sore.
runny nose, spit and
slime she coughs up gore.
vomit girl in a vomit world.
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10. |
Holes
03:41
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you can make a mess
i still have an itch.
i won't take the pain
it's not yours to give.
i fell into a hole im sick.
can you smell the scent
from all the time you've spent?
i will eat your disease.
i will eat your organs.
i fell into a hole im sick.
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11. |
you see me ?
02:16
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