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Lost In Your Light
03:59
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Hanging in submission I see sunlight waining
Through the glass I can see your light fading
Pin my wings together
Seize all my capabilities
How I long to have that power
But I lost myself in your light
Watching, waiting
Your light fading
And now you invade me
If things continue this way
I know I’ll never be the same
Copper wire insides
Look into my eyes
See what I see
Make me believe
Shadows elongate on the wall as a fire burns
The faces they possess look through me
I search for the strength to speak but it’s quiet and I don’t belong
In an instant, a flash of light and I am nothing
and I’m wrestling with the thought if that’s a good thing or not
An amalgamation of my past, the present and an unknown future
I want my nothingness to become one with everything
Lost in your light
If things continue this way
I know I’ll never be the same
Just me alone with my fears
I feel my ending is near
My anatomy becomes my enemy
Do you see me now?
Everything is red and I don’t know how
Stabbed in the ribs, holes in the feet
Two years gone with nothing to eat
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In Vein
03:37
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I’ve grown aware of your absence
I long for your return
Uncertain of your whereabouts
A sickness that binds you to a life of misery
Such destruction
You draw a knife between you and me
All this time I tell myself “it should be me”
I’ll bare your weight and set you free
There is nothing that I wouldn’t give
To have you here with us once again
To shape another memory
For I am running out of photographs that carry your name
Chasing the needle into your hollow
Now you’re gone
Comatose
Caressed by a seatbelt
Your eyes retreat from all that you love
My love competing with your lust
Cut from me—a love so seething
Pacify all your teething
A needle breaks the skin
Trust when I say that I need you here
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You'll See Me Up There
00:34
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Salt
00:54
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Involuntary vows of silence
Trapped in the ambiguity
They squeezed my hands thrice
As to imply “it’s alright”
Crimson spit to act as lipstick to kiss the face I cannot bare to see
Dried tears salt my face
They’ve lingered there for days
In every fucking way the mirror shows everything I hate
I guess you’ll never see the person that you need
You have abandoned me and everything I’ll ever be
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Shattered Glass
03:36
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Hands on my throat choke desire from my mind
My genetic flaw casts joy from your eyes
Fractured reflection—I see the truth
Unmitigated pain seated in my youth
The light of your life expunged by my sin
I enter the room to showcase my wrath
Drown out the noise with a gentle snap
Then the rest of your body being broken in half
I will show you my pain
Finding my way home I brandished my clenched fist
Barreled it towards the door
I found it locked and glimpsed inside
A happy home where I no longer lie
I laid myself down for you love
My form met with an unfeeling smile
I became a beacon of your pride
A mangled omen of your demise
I seek the comfort of memory
I’m given the pain of a bastard child
Stricken with tragedy
Portraits of my younger self line the walls
A subtle reminder of innocence
I steer myself to loss
A crimson betrayal splatters the window red
It’s former beauty stained by my disgrace
Abandoning my home, I steal a backwards glance
Catching a final view of the destruction of my past
Conditioning myself to your loss, I lost my way
Gazing through the shattered glass, I see your fate
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Marbled Regression
03:49
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Bury me beneath the sheets
It finally has the best of me
Deprive myself from happiness
Sinking deep in this abyss
Everything turns gray
I can see the walls decay
Clear water will forever run red
I release a final breath
Held afloat by the tide
No reason to the rhyme
I’m letting go this time
Everything is as it’s meant to be
How does it feel to sustain that pleasure?
Does it feel like slow bleeding onto a blank canvas?
It could never really be so beautiful and now I feel so unfulfilled
It’s oh so tragic—it’s all my fault
Tell me what the fuck is different?
With everything I fall in love with I’m an object of resentment
Was it something I was after?
To feed off something weaker just to feel like I matter?
The only peace I find is when I shut my eyes
How does it feel to sustain that pleasure?
Does it feel like slow bleeding onto a blank canvas?
It could never really be so beautiful and now I feel so unfulfilled
It’s oh so tragic—it’s all my fault
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