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God's Heart
03:48
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God’s Heart
I’m goin’ back to my grave
I‘m shakin’ all the dust from these shoulders
and maybe i’m ashamed
but my hands are tied to these borders
...and so are you
I’m still waiting
I’m still waiting for you
don’t stop beating
won’t stop bleeding out!
If i want you then i keep you
and you know i been gone for days
i been spinnin' off-switch Candace Bergen for awhile
and yet she still knows how to fade
she’s been dropping flowers off at my surgeon
now who’s gonna pay?
now sister i’m discreet
but i never felt complete
until i found this box
that now we decide we’re burning
in pen was written strong
a message four lines long
out it now into song
here lies god’s heart
I’m still waiting
I’m still waiting for you
don’t stop b eating
won’t stop bleeding out!
If i want you then i keep you...
there's just no other way.
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Old Ghost Ruin
04:32
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old ghost ruin
I’m still diggin’ through the wreckage
that you left me
I’m still kicking through that dirty dArk lens
I’m still seeking the cards That’ll protect me
I’m still searching for my friend
who never leave
even when the party ends
And all I’m doing
Is standing in the light
with this circle somewhere inbetween
and old ghost ruin
taking on the night
is someone here ? I’m not certain
thought i saw your face in my curtain
i could swear on my life
now the story folds
everytime that you see me
and everytime that i bury my head in your thighs
and theres no anchor to this old ghost ruin
theres no shadow on your side
baby cuz tonight i’m drinking up the tide
And all I’m doing
Is standing in the light
with this circle inbetween
]and old ghost ruin
ripping through the night
is someone here ? I’m not certain
thought i saw your face in my curtain
i could swear on my life
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Parasitic Sympathy
02:28
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parasitic sympathy
a parasitic sympathy
for the devil who we’d like to keep
she doesnt even have a name
she doesnt even look the same as you
but what can we do...?
never seen the dawn from this view
now i’m walking off all the grief
never felt so out of reach
theres a storm turning inside out
all these demons should have nver come out
now they here
they got something to say
and you know I’ve been asleep for days
so baby can you figure it out?
can you steal the medicine?
i’m just scared to stand in front of them
These days are opened
yet never too much
never too wasted
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Foolin'
04:13
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foolin'
well i heard i'm crazy
now i guess i know
but i doubt it'll stop me
from tryin' to steal your clothes
back home on the wire
i never get tired of hangin' you around
there's still one thing i found:
i been foolin'
foolin' around with someone else
cuz baby i been foolin'
foolin' around with someone else
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someone who likely barely knows me
someone who's tempted not to care
they'll never feel like they owe me
not one second's worth to share
i'm bringin' on the ache and all of this despair...
i know.
i'm the blood in your water
the hyssop in your wine
and i'm that burning shadow
you buried in your shrine.
but back home on the wire
i never get tired of pushin' you around
there's still one thing i found:
i been foolin'
foolin' around with someone else
cuz baby i been foolin'
foolin' around with someone else
•••
someone who likely barely knows me
someone who's tempted not to care
they'll never feel like they owe me
not one second's worth to share
i'm bringin' on the ache and all of this despair...
i know.
i been foolin'
foolin' around with someone else
cuz baby i been foolin'
foolin' around with someone else
...but i'm on my way back home.
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The Lost Boys
02:25
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the lost boys
there’s just no substitute for sin
you’re buying the beers so we’ll let you in
gotta leave those empty seats for the ones who slipped away
and for those who just might come back someday
cuz they weren’t strong enough to carry all the weight
and this old world wouldn’t let them sleep
i couldn’t shed a tear - by then it was too late
when I saw them walking through the gate
and these walls were built by better hands
stronger than the bitter side of man
so drink one down for the boys for whom we wait
the ones who have slipped through the gate
cuz they weren’t strong enough to carry all the weight
and this old world wouldn’t let them sleep
i couldn’t shed a tear - by then it was too late
when I saw them walking through the gate
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If I Lose
03:19
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if i lose
faster than fate,
tempt the stormy waters
fingernail slices through the hive
greet the swarm with lips all puckered up and prim
wings smeared on the teeth
hold me like a sin
gnashing through the smile...through my grin
if i lose ...
keep the scope steady on the sling
aiming for the deepest of the holes
sweat beads up thick like pearls of ivy
and I’m sure to tear the page
so light up the sage
burn it all away like curses proper
if i lose
if i lose everything...
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