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Somnium
03:28
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No phone, lost phone
An empty void in my pocket
Right leg now too loose for tight pants
Left leg just right
The pleasure of the pressure of the wallet in the pocket of the jeans
Surrounded by one million old vibrations and I don’t know what they mean
I’m hanging out with seven smiling strangers and I don’t know how to breathe
Two of them are sober and I feel like they don’t know what to believe
These days it seems like I own things and things to put things in
All I do is sort through desktop files of my own
Baggage and other people’s I seem to be carrying
Leave those faces in the past, I’m afraid you can’t
Leave those phases in the past, I’m afraid you can’t
I’m afraid you can’t
I’m afraid you can’t
These days it seems I am running short on oxygen
All I do is wait to stand at perfect attention
Wrap my arms, chest to chest, take one deep and honest breath
Blood rush in, hands run through your hair as I can taste again
Drugs rush in, hands run through your hair as I can taste again
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What If?
03:37
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Would you wonder "What if?" with me?
Because I'd wonder "What if?" with you
You never would
You never would
You never would
You never would
Because you don't have to wonder
You already know
But I always would
I always would
I always would
I always would
Shuffle closer
Hand doesn't meet shoulder
Sit and we'll spend the night alone
Read our dark nose-bleeding tongues
Wish the roof could be our home
It seems so unfair
To come to you now and it feel so right
To tumble with you in the dark
Would you wonder "What if?" with me?
Because I'd wonder "What if?" with you
You never would
You never would
You never would
You never would
Because you don't have to wonder
You already know
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Rose Quartz
02:19
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Well, I know a few who've tried
And maybe one or two who've succeeded
But I'd hate to give my roommate such a fright
Because the subject's so fucking loaded
But I've found my useless art
Trapped inside my restless heart
And to pull it out, it kills me
But I'd rather drown myself than leave it alone
Sick of the tension, I'll be here on my own
All of the humour has gone from the home
All of the humour has gone from the home
Rose quartz, what a beautiful name
Rose quartz, what a beautiful place to spend your days
I cannot imagine growing old
A car crash while still young
Is the only way I see me going
So, until I find a better way to imagine myself dying
I'll sit here, attempt to find my place
I swear to God I'm trying
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D: All of the Above
03:16
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I've never known a liar, thief, or whore
That hasn't felt more alive
Than any anti-rugged counterpart
Whose morals split their head and loins apart
Warring on and on to make decisions
Based on who, what, where, and why
But never whim
Now I live off references to the past
Were they fuelled by alcohol, or love, or lust?
Well why not all of the above?
If I knew you better, then I would know
Were they fuelled by alcohol, or love, is there an us?
Are you to afraid to let yourself lust?
My nose rests on the nape of your neck
Sickly, sweetly, stench of sweat
Aside from where your hair rests
There a cherry scent persists
Oh, I'd rather not be rude
But I'd rather not spend the night in your room
Oh, I'd rather not be rude
But I'd rather not spend the night without an overdue chat
Now I live off references to the past
Were they fuelled by alcohol, or love, or lust?
Well why not all of the above?
If I knew you better, then I would know
Were they fuelled by alcohol, or love, is there an us?
Are you to afraid to let yourself lust?
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19.17
03:08
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I've been feeling so alone, everybody's sad without me
But now I see: they were just getting ready
I've been so alone in this crowd with just me
But now I see: I was just getting ready
And so I go out on my own, so alone
Winter washed away
And froze up all the fears you hadn't dealt with yet
But then summer reared its ugly head
It melted all the ice, sweated out all your debts
If I stand alone amongst the crowd
It's only a matter of time before I'm found out
I'm not trying to pretend, I'm just trying to be
As a matter of fact I would just like to be me
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So Mountain
02:49
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I was just a mountain to climb
You decided you would rather be swimming
Skipped through the tundra and leapt into the ocean
It contains a part of me, I contain a part of it
You never bothered to get to know which
I am not a boy, I am not a girl
If I had a choice I would leave this body here
I was just some threshold to meet
Some person to practice on until you discovered empathy
Somebody to adore while you swam, but I can't produce the ocean
I'm all cut up and dry, no reason to cry
Just some sordid, fucked up metaphor for my semen, oh
I am not a boy, I am not a girl
If I had a choice I would leave this body here
So mountain, so mountain
So mountain, so mountain
So mountain, so mountain
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Child
03:00
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Sick of being treated like a child
Though well aware I'm being a child
Sick of being treated like I'm right
Despite all my self-destructive behaviour
Disguised as self-care
You've won, you've won, you've won, you've won
I can't be trusted with my brain
I can't be trusted with my brain
I can't be the one you want
Keep up the fiction
I am just a boy
Caught in the void
Caught in the void
Caught in the void
Caught in the void
Caught in the void
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I thought you were being metaphorical
Monster and me have had quite the history
(You're not talking to ⬛ right now)
Eyes glazed, head back, whip-pan, stare into my soul
Couldn't recognise the girl in front of me
Don't panic, don't panic, don't panic
Don't panic, don't panic, don't panic
Don't panic, don't panic, don't panic
Don't panic, don't panic, don't panic
Don't panic, don't panic, don't panic
Don't panic, don't panic
Don't panic, don't panic, don't panic
Don't panic, don't
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9. |
The Escapade
02:39
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Let's start loading up on caffeine, baby
Night quota: 5 cups a minute
I'm ready
Waiting sat in bed, I hear the toilet flush
Over impatient yelling
(Get your shoes on)
Bottle of McGuigans
We can begin again
Climb out the window
With a black label red
Hands in pockets
We walk on up
Hands in pockets
We walk on up
Hands in pockets
We walk on up
Hands in pockets
We walk on up
We're gonna escapade
We're gonna escapade
I want to rant out random knowledge
Please eat my brain like porridge
Stare up at the stars
This whole mountain is ours
Don't ever let me sleep
I'll stay up here for a week
I want to rant out random knowledge
Please eat my brain like porridge
Stare up at the stars
This whole mountain is ours
Don't ever let me sleep
I'll stay up here for a week
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Transience
05:13
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Incomprehensibly large black
Sphere hidden in my headless heart
Melatonin, turn my eyes into bread
It grows a mouth to suck and see
I feel sleepy
And feeling foolish
Put my hair into pigtails
Oh, I never felt so calm
And yet so nervous
Sweat was dripping down
Cro-Magnon frown
I found testosterone is only good
For pissing in the wind
I don't feel like a boy anymore
I don't feel like a boy anymore
I don't feel like a boy anymore
I don't feel like a boy anymore
I think I'm missing something
I don't feel comfortable in my own skin
I think I'm missing something
I just feel more comfortable in yours
I think I'm missing something
I don't feel comfortable in my own skin
I think I'm missing something
Just might feel more comfortable in yours
Think I'm missing something
My own skin
Think I'm missing something
In yours
I was substantially alone
And feeling foolish
Put my hair into pigtails
Oh, I never felt so calm
And yet so foolish
Sweat was dripping down
Cro-Magnon frown
I found testosterone is only good
For pissing in the wind
I don't feel like a boy anymore
I don't feel like a boy anymore
I don't feel like a boy anymore
I don't feel like a boy anymore
I don't feel like a boy anymore
I don't feel like a boy anymore
I don't feel like a boy anymore
I don't feel like a boy anymore
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I’m hopelessly drifting down the road
So very close to home
And at home with the drizzle through the fog
A streetlamps orange circle glow
Breaks through the equally speech impeding fog in my brain
Oh, the beautiful light reflecting sights mean everything to me
They’re so un-profound now that I’ve found
That no one else cares quite like me
Oh, oh
At some point
Come walk with me
I have much to share
Oh, won’t you come see
I am sorry I couldn't be the right guy
All I needed was to be the girl in my life
Focus on me like a lover
Grow my hair out, maybe I'll discover
Who I am, and what I'm doing here
I'm doing here, I'm doing here
I'm doing here, I'm doing here
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Cameron Leigh Auckland, New Zealand
music gremlin from new zealand
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