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Tea and Pears
02:02
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Fall to the floor gentle dear
Skid through the shells of my fears
Feels so good to be where I'm supposed to be
Butterfly strokes
Dirt swimming
You loved yourself but that light is dimming
Try to heal but don't get too invested
Pushing the panic aside
Seeps through my pores, do not die
Cliff hidden in this ruddy corn maze
Butterfly strokes
Dirt swimming
You loved yourself but that light is dimming
Try to heal but don't get too invested
Obsolete is what I do best
On the floor I can start to regress
Tea and pears will slip above all the memories
Crash through my security
Glass floors that won't break for me
Crucify in the temple, in the cold hued room
Butterfly strokes
Dirt swimming
You loved yourself but that light is dimming
Try to heal but don't get too invested
Prefer the pool you lie awake in
You loved yourself but that needed breaking
Try to heal but don't get too invested
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Emptying Your Pockets
02:12
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Dirty Blankets
01:22
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No need to romanticize
My books spine is cracked and tolled
Another one who is too old
Wrote for you but you won't read
I'll try not to hate your greed
Turn the pages, try not to fold
Once I'm gone I won't be here to hold
The face you need to read
Is staring back in front of me
The eyes that need to blink
But you never were one to think
No need to romanticize
Chapters end and covers close
Have enough and paper cuts will show
I'll burn the stack and blow the ash
Airborne it's not easy to catch
The face you need to read
Is staring back in front of me
It wasn't minuscule
How easily you could be cruel
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