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Spitting
01:05
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Swallowing Light
02:36
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Nothing came and went.
Like the grief of passing friends
Like the ashes of the answers that are blowing in the wind
Well we found our leading man
He’s got that look that just implies the end so well
Memory is so beneath me.
So spare my injuries
They played no part in this.
Been cast out of my own body
They will love you from afar.
In the shade of who you are.
How are we faring now?
What if there’s nothing missing?
We’re just missing out on all the action.
How are we failing now?
What if there’s nothing missing?
We’re just sworn enemies of satisfaction.
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Guarded Young
04:58
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Sweet victim of relief
The struggle under sheets.
Discarded paper trail
Rearranged and burnt at will.
There’s no new words
I’ll try to do my worst.
This is the fear of changing shape.
Taking place
So well.
I don’t tire
Or bend
Or break
As useless as I’ve ever been.
Guarded young
No room to learn
This well-established myth will eat its own
I caught myself trying to reinvent the lie
I broke the back of every answer I could find
Murdered coincidence with every reason why
Survived by nothing and no-one at all.
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Overfed
02:03
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I earn my birthrights as time allows
Swallow my purpose just to spit it out
The young are dying so much older now
I’m losing sympathy and common ground
Fearing
Lying gets you nowhere
Fawning over every rotting remain
Fear of my salvation
Dislocation
Every lifetime the same
I’m saving my compassion
For a time when I’ve got nothing to say
If lying gets you nowhere…
Pull me under
Peel this distance away.
So sheltered from the cause of my concern
I’d renegotiate all lessons learnt
But the finer point is:
You should have turned out more like what we paid for.
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5. |
What It Takes
05:02
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I made a promise in the face of death
Never thought I’d have to live to fulfil it.
Fell in love with a stranger
I swear they know me better than my mirror’s image might.
It takes a lot to leave a world behind
And find yourself unrecognised.
I’ll learn to live with less
I’ll suffer this wantonness
My analgesic holiness
Some prayers are better left unsaid
It comes with the territory
That I know.
Sucked down if you stay
Spat out if you go
I never knew him that well
But he was far from alone.
But he pissed away ever chance he’d ever known.
This is what you get for putting your faith
In anyone’s skin but your own.
I’d rather be caught dead
Then forcing myself to live.
I’ll betray every sense that I’ve got
Before I find the sense to leave
And I’ll find myself
Unrecognised
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Shaking skin from hollow bones
A slow collapse from years outgrown
It puts an end to every graceless thought
And conquers every fear we’ve known
That’s when I knew I’d make a change
I felt my memories rearrange
I saw our prayers make their retreat
I found our promises born still down the side streets
I lived the death of my family name
All that generation loss had left me sleeping half-awake
Every angle lost
All exes abusive
Some trauma reminded
So many welcome distractions
I felt infinity rising beneath my aquatic skin
There were no sole survivors
I felt my life begin
Again.
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7. |
Systematic Bliss
06:22
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I was scratching some fake wound
Under house-lights
For the pleasure of some half-dead room
And I felt my lack of permanence
Forcing me to co-exist with
Every name that I had missed and asked again
Systematic bliss
In all the blood I shed
And every witness spared
Is given an answer
I was lying about my age
To the mirror
Counting every day I’d wasted on myself
Every colour that I’ve learnt
Has refused to find their shade inside the grey that’s trailing me
Right to my grave
Systematic Bliss
In all the blood I’ve shared
And every witness spared
Still slurring for answers
Just stay a lesser threat
Even my birth was stolen
No say in my side being chosen
So I keep my crosses out of view
There’s not a single thought I’ve had that I’d swear was new
I swear there’s nothing I can say that I’d admit to
It kills all the kindness in me
And leaves me with truths that I can’t face
It kills all the kindness in me
Will I find myself again?
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8. |
A Coloured Loss
01:15
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9. |
Men of Violence
08:26
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All forced entries
All ruined young
Those men of violence
We allow them to become
They think they own the rights to
Every living thing sight that
Dares to breathe
No crimes of passion
Victims of lust
No miscommunication
No conviction is time enough
So bag yourself an early grave
And drag your bloody knuckles all the way
So kill the habit
Of wanting more
And suck your figure in
Until you’re suitably adored
Well I know they’ll save a place for me
I’ve been rewriting history
And I come out looking pretty fucking good
You make me out to be so cold
Like you were better off alone
I’m a common breed- I know.
It haunts me like scars and the fears I’ve shown.
Stay hollow
They’ll follow
And put your skin up for sale
Whilst you’re busy chewing nails
I’ve sworn love in excess
I’ve scraped the beauty from bones
I have prayed to disappear
I steer between spaces of self-preservation and lingering doubt
The onslaught of ages
Impregnable stasis
All heads in the ground
So awake evaded consequence
And bear your arms to seek exact revenge.
Exact revenge.
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10. |
A Mercenary Change
01:04
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11. |
Form/Colour
07:01
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Future lovers
Strung together
After hours
Lose form & colour
Staring down reflections
Faked abductions
All for writing worth remembering
I am still searching for a way to forget it all
Fresh blood
In bed with the devil you know
You’ll burn for your purpose alone
Only fatal
And unable
From the ashes to the cradle
All your
Promised hours
Years devoured
Stole of every chance to flower
I am still paying for that night I forgot my age
I wished entire worlds away
Don’t rely too heavily on the truth
The soul is spineless by design
And so’s the faith you’ll lose
I cut my teeth on the shadow of days
And I’m running out of ways to drop your name.
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