1. |
Sleep
03:48
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I wish I could hold my breath
until my lungs collapse,
but my body refuses.
“I hate him for a reason”
The house that we once built
burned straight down our throats.
Desperately longing for love
at the bottom of the glass.
You left a lot to catch up
since you decided to leave,
but is it too much to ask,
to stay out of my dreams
I will never be happy
and no one will care.
It feels like I could hold my breath forever
But death is not enough
I want to disappear like I’ve never been there,
I don’t want to get buried, just throw me away
like you always did.
“I swear I can hear you sing”
“I swear I can feel your skin”
And I swear I can hear your voice on repeat
“Good night my love, I want to die”
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2. |
Dancer
03:40
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I haven’t been out for days but I don’t mind
It feels like I’ve lost myself in my own mind
And I wish I could tame myself
How I wish I could leave this room tonight
My teeth refuse to chew your name as I try to stomach the dreams fueled by drinks tonight I hide my thumbs in my hands while my voice fails to find a note instead.
Shall I take the train or run away?
I took the car instead
I wish I could find the note my voice carries for years, you buried deep under my mind, too scared to hear.
I was too anxious to see, my life became a disease, I still see you in my sleep but I can’t speak.
And I forgot to lock the door tonight, danced to my most hatred songs and a glass of wine. So perfectly aligned.
My feet refuse to climb the chair but I swear I’ve never felt so safe. I tied a rope around my hopes just in case they won’t slip right through my fingers like you did before.
And so, we danced together one last time, to the rhythm of the blues and a mind filled with wine
a blurry vision to see, you disappeared in my sleep, but I still can hear your feet move to the beat.
And so, we danced together like we were alone.
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3. |
Comfort
03:39
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The way you pressed your arm against my wrist, "don't leave me bare, I need you here like the home that I've never found, that keeps pulling towards the ground. "
I always tried to find a way to love you like I hate myself, I'm cursed.
It's been you that I've never deserved.
The way you stared at me when you realized I took drugs, I always thought I had the answer when your mouth keeps shut.
You were afraid that these pills could ruin a man but have you ever thought that this could be the reason to take them?
But this love has made you blind, I killed myself for to find and I promise I will always blame myself for not being there but I still feel so unwanted when I was all you ever wanted and the ground looks much more welcoming from all the rooftops I've been discovering.
So here am I convinced that I will never change, full of shame I packed my bags but I stayed and kept staring at them for weeks, while biting names into my cheeks. I thought I only knew you through a camera, snowing days, a cold November but I could swear it's December like I could swear that it is you. The only thing I never wanted to hurt, but couldn't avoid.
Like the only thing I ever cared about has always been you like it has never been you.
Well I could fade with the room like a growing favor that once bloomed and an ache that tries to fit somewhere between your lips but not anymore.
I found comfort in sailing around the room.
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4. |
Paper Hands
03:56
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Let me disappear, debilitate
The blood keeps taunting
Limbs that don’t feel nothing
So please let me disappear
With the weight on my voice I will fall
When winter’s gone, I swear I won’t call
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