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Dyer Blueprint
01:33
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I think I can stay a while and wait out this weather.
Like the emptiness of a desolate room,
now furnished with memories.
Tear this fold a little more.
Dog-eared and thereupon.
Turn the page and walk away.
Not one word out of your mouth-
an orfice, a ventilator
For all I care.
Pulses echo like footsteps.
A great disparity in the way we suffocate.
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Saved by the grace of my (saved by the grace of my)
highlights
Order up on a new set of insides,
drawn by the distillate prize.
Only the headlights illuminate your eyes
Nothing you do can stop this.
Nothing you do can
Light the amber streetlight beacons.
Cast a low hum (cast a low hum)
in the background of this scene
On the way to your destination,
stall the engine, cut the brakes.
Let's make this a vehicle for suffering.
To suffer in.
Now resign (now resign)
Standby to feel alive.
Come and burn.
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3. |
Virgil Scump
02:29
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I feel like I'm coming apart
Eyes open with a sadness
I know that I've erred, yet
It takes some time to feel
Pulled down by the weight of it
As I wish to resolve
Mistakes that won't let me forget
Feels like a face full of shrapnel
I need a fucking tragedy
To entertain me for today
Oh, and by the way
I'm not who I used to be
Every fiber of my being replaced with empathy
Rays of light through the half-open blinds cast the lines on your face
A frayed smile from which porcelain and teeth escape
I feel like I'm coming apart
Eyes open with a sadness
I know that I've erred, yet
It takes some time to feel
Pulled down by the weight of it
As I wish to resolve
Mistakes that won't let me forget
Feels like a face full of shrapnel
I need a fucking tragedy
To entertain me for today
Oh, and by the way
I'm not who I used to be
Every fiber of my being replaced with empathy
Swaying back and forth
Shifting away between consciousness and quietness
Hanging by the thread used to tie up these loose ends
Still bleeding through the floor
Coloring the rug with
Tragedies and mistakes
Everything that you had
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