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Permanence
02:55
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The garden began to show the symptoms of this sickness,
The thirst, the hunger,
The blight was not receding.
I pressed down to the wound, to try to stop the bleeding,
But the rot set in,
And it was there from the beginning.
We spoke differently then,
We spoke in tongues of misunderstanding.
I ache
I creak under weight
Pull it from inside me
Waste me away.
Your guilt eats you inside out.
I long for your skin in my teeth
To slip back into old comforts and see
Was this for nothing or just to see
How far I can bend before I fucking break?
I've kept you from sleep
Far too long, and I've grown weak.
Please just speak to me.
Pull it from inside my veins.
So let me waste away,
Let me wilt, let me decay.
I crack under weight.
I ache from the constant strain.
Left alone in the dark
Increate to be torn apart
Held by no restraint
In the light I fade away
Drinking from my veins.
I no longer bear the weight.
I wilt, but I am more than just scars
We were made to be torn apart.
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2. |
Part-Time Vampire Hunter
02:48
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You're that sick, sinking feeling
When the anger boils over and brings the discomfort.
I feel a constant desire to slide my hands under your skin,
and to feel, the bones that it covers.
Desiccate me, Bleed me dry.
While you're crying your eyes red again
Put me in the ground, just let me lie down
O, my God,
Would you take my hand,
in the bed I'll die in?
O, my love,
Would you hold my hand,
in the home I die in?
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3. |
The Helena Marie Tapes
03:03
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Comfort in inconsolability
Conscious, but wanting sleep.
I don’t even hate you.
Even though I know I could.
Why did I fill the gaps in your affection?
Where did I let this get unfair?
You can take your kind words and leave,
While I wonder, how does it taste?
To kiss the tongue of the snake.
Do you feel sick when you look in the mirror?
From the vitriol you can’t even spit from between your own teeth.
You just can’t bring yourself to bury this,
I remember the sense of abandonment.
I feel like a son of a bitch writing it,
But it was me that broke.
You said love was in the air,
Breathe instead of choke.
I can take all of my words and leave,
You of all people should know, I hate the taste?
When I kiss the tongue of the snake.
Do you feel sick when you look in the mirror?
From the vitriol you can’t even spit from between your own teeth.
(The tongue of the snake)
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4. |
Relent
02:49
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Lay your curses on me
Arranging all our blames
The loss drowns like water
The anger burns like flames.
The walls come down around me,
Nothing is the same.
Our home is nearly empty,
I’m choked up just the same.
Soak the bed in kerosene
Sinking deep into the frame.
My body wreaks of chemicals
(The fumes burn my eyes)
We spill each other’s blood
(The last of my life)
You’ve broken my arms
You’ve dulled my knives
You’ve suffered these sins,
You’ve severed these ties.
So just lay your curses on me
Arranging all our blames
The loss drowns like water
The anger burns like flames
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Puncture Wounds
02:36
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I was nursing my heartbreak,
By licking at my wounds in an empty church’s pews.
Pondering on resentment entwined with malcontent.
I sting, like the puncture wounds you left,
And my skin’s been filled with holes.
We failed, so you’d falsify the documents
To make your sorry story fit, you were ever the perfectionist.
I used to exist in the space between your heartbeats
Now I’m lost to your affection.
I felt you collapse.
I felt you collapse under the weight of all my sighs.
The life has left your eyes,
Taken by these hands of mine.
I held my tongue while your love was burning up
I held my tongue while your chest was filling up.
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6. |
Murderer
04:13
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These impulses exhaled like a gasp
Hold still my cold hands, far too rough to grasp.
My conscience so quickly grows worse,
Motionless, she lies.
I’ve not slept since,
Her chest won’t move, and my breath is far too heavy.
She lies still in my head
Motionless.
Split this frame of wood and glass,
Stripped down to my foundation.
Tendon by tendon,
Bone by bone.
You can’t have everything you want.
Out of love to give,
My fingers curled, my knuckles ached,
I felt your guilt wash over me.
(It’s not fair)
Push right through me.
Lay me down and let me dry.
Take my hand,
Lead me home.
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