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Crystal Soup (V) (S) (M)
03:57
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I dream about ghosts all the time,
hitchhike from Lucy Run.
They said I should get a gun,
I know that I can shoot it.
Oh to be clean and young,
you wouldnt like what I do for fun.
Bloody pavement it comes in sleep,
hair in flames, cant look away.
Cant forget the grain of salt in my back,
this is no careless love.
Intentions unclear, tell me please,
what life wanted for me.
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Company Policy
05:37
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M-E-S-M-E-R
03:09
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Leeching ////
04:28
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Phosphor
02:28
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โธธ Stupid Town โธธ
04:22
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You can move the furniture, but it will still smell the same.
You can cover up the walls, but they'll still know your name.
And after all this time, they can still make you feel small,
and the page marred with anticipation.
I can now rest easier,
the houses will watch over me.
Its the same old TV,
and you can't bring yourself to put in that movie again.
The sun still filters through the shades, the door forever broken.
Im learning to accept that I'll never find comfort in my blood.
I cant go back, afraid of what I'll find.
Would I even recognize my room?
Replaced with ease and youth, or maybe untouched.
In some sick mourning ritual, seething with regret.
I did always make my bed, just like you said.
I can't bring myself anymore.
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Razz Berry
04:57
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Frogman
04:33
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Im studying sleeping under the highway,
and learning about preying on the man.
Im perched on a precipace working for no wage,
just thinking thoughts of doing what I can.
Curious people conducting a survey,
dorned with corsages tied to both of their hands.
Im not meeting anyone halfway,
until I feel heard from where I stand.
No one can see me from where I am, and that's the plan.
Seeming besides themselves again, that was a close one.
Truly outdone yourself my friend, you did it again.
Youve got all kinds of time now that there's no one.
Locked out like I'm told what we've got is a good thing,
and im nicer than I might appear.
I've got no money and Ive got no campaign,
but let me make myself perfectly clear.
I do have a lifestyle I gotta maintain,
you really shouldn't look down on your peers.
If thats a crime I didnt do anything,
I've got nothing going on up here.
No one can see me from where I am, and that's the plan.
Seeming besides themselves again, that was a close one.
Truly outdone yourself my friend, you did it again.
Youve got all kinds of time now that there's no one.
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