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It was raining down love from a thin
my room and the walls began to warp the colors in my face were all washed out wrong and the lights began to short I heard you call out my name but I couldn't find the way and the foes were asleep then your face in the light began to shadow of fright kill good sleep there was just enough light for me to watch you leap through the hole in the wall should I build or burn your effigy as the buildings fall? I refuse to become a martyr no matter what you say I'll be gone this time tomorrow I only live for the day Gawd I hate July, I scream into the sky for what it's worth on the face of this earth I refuse to be denied... I left him looking on past in hiding into the street you were cold and gray again and you couldn't even speak I pulled out the singe from the mouth of disease and I begged for the truth I was cursed by way of comparison it broke me in two I spat upon my unmarked grave in the heat of the spite I screamed my insect bitter needs in the middle of the night bury the martyr to his neck and feed him to the worms replace his blood with toxins look at him burn! Gawd I hate July, I scream into the sky for what it's worth on the face of this earth I refuse to be denied... |
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| 4:01 |
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| 4. |
| 5:06 |
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beyond the softward silence shadows midnight mind
the warmth appeared in seconds like the dark a trail of swollen fruit leads to a higher kind lips and lovers' limbs begin to part search and you shall find what you want take what's mine breathe in the air of the hour we were there in the middle of the magic is a perfect flower in the heat of the moment is a flame it all comes real to me to you in a secret shower and blends the blood inside til we're the same I disappeared between you many times before and every single time I never leave awake with you and stranded on another shore too dreamlike and delirious to believe bring in the night and the moon and the light shake off the day you were born and I'll stay in the middle of the magic is a perfect flower in the heat of the moment is a flame it all comes real to me to you in a secret shower and blends the blood inside til we're the same close to the skin shut your eyes we begin fall like a leaf onto me in your sleep in the middle of the magic is a perfect flower in the heat of the moment is a flame it all comes real to me to you in a secret shower and blends the blood inside til we're the same |
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| 5:33 |
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| 6. |
| 7:54 |
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I stare from behind the mirror
I still can't feel a thing this house has been dead for years it doesn't mean anything the walls are soaked with indifference the rooms occuppied with despair the bed rocks in its own ignorance the windows just open and stare a climate of unhappy families all covered with dirt and with flies breeding a hole for our secrets so we can watch them all grow into lies at the same time the room seems to mock you parading your shadow of doubt they pray for our silent audience and beg for forgiveness without I dreamed for years before now I'd end up in a place like this too scared in a room I refuse to call home I knew it would end like this I walk with a weight on my shoulders of the promises that I broke to get rid of my guilty secrets throw them down that same hole this house is a house of failure of bitterness and remorse of illness betrayal and torture it means nothing of course in the corner I swear I can hear the ghost of you screaming at me questioning misplaced virtues and my infidelity and even though I did not doubt you no one said that you had to be right the lights in the air that surround me could turn my day into night the company of the corpse here beside me will haunt me forever like your screams like everything else never leaves me alone from my waking house into my dreams |
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| 3:07 |
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| 8. |
| 6:15 |
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What you bring upon yourself
today of all days you need help mind collapsing middle anguish cure of falling in the dark today of all days twilight seems so desperate adjacent to your prime ignition escalate times one times two times three times four you wouldn't know it but the kid was right moving sideways in a sundance to avoid the light depth and true distance.... times one times two times three times four |
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| 4:19 |
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stranded at the crossroads pouring solid in his wounds
corroding waste and alcohol erection afternoon before the eyes of whiskey caught out right by his gun I never tried to hurt you cause I love it everyone no I pull my way with snakes take part in the heat dead birds are beached and human trash and ulcerated beats I cross in the way of a blind man but he don't remember me how I tore apart a happy home down in Dirtbox Tennessee Dirtbox! Dirtbox! I can hear the birds and a baby squawkin' cryin' to their moms they're asking where their daddy's gone and why he's been so long but they don't know he's lying down with his hands between his thighs to resurrect the infinite worm before he dies you can lose your cool all you want you can raise the dead you can lie back and soak up sun while the insects give you head Dirtbox! Dirtbox! another blind guy and his halfwit son are gonna roll me for my drink suckered me up through gap-toothed-grins while spitting out a jinx the high priest of halitosis and his zit-red ugly kid whose name is Elvis Sayborne afterbirth and I'll kill him for what he did he pulled down my blood-stained pants and he forced apart my legs his daddy said 'shoot your best shot kid' and he shot until I bled Dirtbox! Dirtbox! another blood mixed with glass mixed with come, mixed with all the afternoon sun praise the lord and pass the gun a crucifix and a rented room that sticky night with a burning moon she swore to god I wouldn't see her dead on the night of the day that we were wed so for love precious loe light on dear while I disappear this crock of shit and a belly full of rancid beer I do it for you -only you, only you....... Dirtbox! Dirtbox! |
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| 5:42 |
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I stare from behind the mirror
I still can't feel a thing this house has been dead for years it doesn't mean anything the walls are soaked with indifference the rooms occuppied with despair the bed rocks in its own ignorance the windows just open and stare a climate of unhappy families all covered with dirt and with flies breeding a hole for our secrets so we can watch them all grow into lies at the same time the room seems to mock you parading your shadow of doubt they pray for our silent audience and beg for forgiveness without I dreamed for years before now I'd end up in a place like this too scared in a room I refuse to call home I knew it would end like this I walk with a weight on my shoulders of the promises that I broke to get rid of my guilty secrets throw them down that same hole this house is a house of failure of bitterness and remorse of illness betrayal and torture it means nothing of course in the corner I swear I can hear the ghost of you screaming at me questioning misplaced virtues and my infidelity and even though I did not doubt you no one said that you had to be right the lights in the air that surround me could turn my day into night the company of the corpse here beside me will haunt me forever like your screams like everything else never leaves me alone from my waking house into my dreams |
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