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Breathing in the dark. Lying on its side. The ruins of the day. Painted with a scar. And the more I straighten out. The less it wants to try. The feelings start to rot. One wink at a time. Forgiving w
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Song Kids - MGMT. You were a child. Crawling on your knees toward it. Making momma so proud. But your voice is too loud. We like to watch you laughing. You pick the insects off plants. No time to
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You were a child. Crawling on your knees toward him. Making momma so proud. But your voice is too loud. We like to watch you laughing. Picking insects off of plants. No time to think of conseque
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This is a call of arms to live and love and sleep together. We could flood the streets with love or light or heat whatever. Lock the parents out, cut a rug, twist and shout,. Wave your hands,. Mak
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Here, you focus. So I can see your faces. The eyes are wrong. How will I know if it's working right? Light confuses. The tiny isles of bruises. The mangled lines. I see the signs of aging But if
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Dead in the water. It's not a paid vacation. The sons and daughters of city officials. Attend demonstrations. It's hardly a sink or swim. When all is well if the ticket sells. . Out with? A wim
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Metanoia, reshaping the world. It can teach you. And reprogram you. It can show you the flood. That's trapped inside. This one's alive. The tail is breathing. And she's listening. Kill the ser
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Sleep as the goer. The bridge that watches the light-speed through. And cries while the spirit stumbles. The inside missile for the protection of you Maybe it's silent. The voice can't bear anymor
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Evil is I, Yes to find a shore,. A beast that doesn't quiver anymore,. And we can crush some plants to paint my walls,. And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars. Was I? I was too lazy to play.
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Someone's telling the toll to me. I'm cut and I'm weeping like a rubber tree. But I don't care who's left behind. Lost revelations that I'll never find In the long hall pipes are whispering. Blues
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I feel your racing heart. My liquid, silver arms extended. These waves aren't far apart. Black gold in clawfoot tarps, unchanging. I am fire; where's my form?. Whisper crimson; I intrude. There'
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And there were future reflections. On the face and the hands. On a green colored island. On a primitive man. It was the future reflected. It felt familiar but new. A street was missing a buildin
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Whenever I drift by the unknown, . Feign like I notice a fundamental tone. The fine petals open. And close, offended, . Poor explanation and nothing shown. Kind of like if a friend. Exits withou
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Sometimes the windows combine with the seams in a way. That twitches on a peak at the place where the spirit was slain. One foot leads to another. Night's for sleep, blue curtains, covers. Sequins
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When the world has turned. Paralyzed and wrong. Cold-blooded claws never offer. Anything at all Past the point of love. Shattered and untied. Waiting to pick up the pieces. That make it out alri
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I just shook the handshake. I just sealed the deal. I'll try not to let them take. Everything they can steal People always told me. Says, don't forget your roots. I know I can feel them. Underne
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My green silken river and two lights. I could almost touch the free walls. When we were evicted from the heavens,. Fast clouded-over bumbling eyes. Now peering out through a sinking. Cosmic smile