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you sold me out
a traitor to a promised made
we're going down
Chernobyl in my chest
lukewarm at best
longevity convenience bred
I kiss your neck
no response but in my head
complacency takes a hold of me
we have fallen out of love again
shes got beauty in the bloodstream
there's Hollywood in her head
no movie script ending
she's hollowed from lies she's lived
and so you left
to sleep on those foreign beds
it's in my head
strangers lying next to you
while you pretend
it's what you wanted all along
well don't forget
that I was, your best friend
it's all for show
(your love)
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Little Black Dress
03:06
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fllash them giggle teeth
my tumbling ball of laughter
I will crash you heaving
toward our sea of sunlit sheets
half-tackled spaghetti strapped
and bursting fabric come
arched spine sigh yes
hair lace my finger tips
crushed lips my neck
wrapped up and cant resist
Love, you're a mess
rolling around in my favorite
little black dress
oh, say yes
I got you pressed against the wall
and every other surface
wild me lost on wild you
these tiny blisses we cannot lose
when every kiss ends
every sentence
I cant wait for the periods and
exclamations
curb temptation
atop skyscrapers
to see if I can
fly away
candelabra
southern bell
boudoir lace and
stiletto heels
you take your time with
that champagne
finger-tipping
up my leg
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Shadow of the Moon
03:39
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press your fingers on my lips
shut me up with your kiss
no more lectures in consequences
I know I can get existential
I grow fat off your style
Scorsese Kubrick Wilder
Kurosawa champagne cant think
of a damn thing the cinema cant paint
we used to kiss
in the shadow of the moon
daydream our canvas up of
a white fence and the matching dress too
divide a lesson until there's
nothing left that we can lose
I am spinning in these thoughts
that I still love you
you are porn for the dead girls
I'm an all night bar waiting for the sun
I gave it all to your alter
a martyr for you to kill at will
and I know now
i'm not your priority
never more than just an option to
set you free
I am spinning (spinning, spinning)
in the shadow of the moon
I still love you
I still love you
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she says hello my acquaintance
I've been waiting with the utmost patience
to tell you dear
you've been running around with the fakest of smiles
so let's have a conversation
the takeaway is your anxious
and run in fear
we are left in the wake of your mess
to pick up the pieces and see where they fit
I should've stay but I
I couldn't wait
to get away from it all but you say
i'm too far gone
I should've stayed, I should of
I couldn't wait, I couldn't
the point of no return
we both knew this would hurt
and the way you stare
I know that it shows on my face that I'm going
you stay with all the others
abandoned in your comfort
its a prison here
bottle it up with the love that we lost
and the tears that are gone from how far we have fallen
I should know better (better, better)
than leave Louisiana (Anna, Anna)
where are my manners (manners, manners)
we'll die undiscovered
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True North
03:32
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I thought I was forsaken
closed eyes as the pain approaches
my mind is everything but vacant
(lucky are the dead)
my room is torn up in the pacing
secluded in this conversation
I choose to be my own assailant
(lucky are the dead)
you keep me
sane
in your own way
take me
out of my head
crazy
I think I'm going
true north is nowhere when home is just a feeling
honestly I've never been quite honest
I'm afraid to think I'm afraid to be forgotten
be nothing with me so you're everything to someone
(when our bones turn to dust we will live through our love)
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