1. |
Dogmatic//Moth
03:27
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He said he’d spell it but only once
“s-p-e-n-d-i-n-g more time”
but he’s no Mr. Conversation
Paying most his dues, and creating most his debt
in the backseat, with his girlfriend.
“But the trouble is, and the trouble is,
I’m still trying to talk to you.
And the trouble remains. You’re still here,
and what you don’t believe is that
I don’t even know myself. Every night I watch
a moth on my window, I wonder if
I should kill it.
We won’t it leave me alone?”
Is he too close for comfort?
Is he too far from himself?
I’ll say it again, he is no Mr. Conversation.
Fumbling words. He’s still too lost,
in the backseat, but that’s not his girlfriend.
“But the trouble is, and the trouble is,
I’m still trying to talk to you.
And the trouble remains. You’re still here,
and what you don’t believe is that
I don’t even know who you are. Every night I watch
a moth on my window, every night I wonder if
I should kill it.
We won’t it leave me alone?”
“Any other day of the week”
he tells himself
that’s a good excuse.
I think about him every time I kill a
moth on my window.
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2. |
Hysteria//Amber
04:16
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Asked but not accounted for
where was I in your head last night
the word is stranger
or more commonly,
“the bad guy”
You’re laughing,
I’m screaming in my head
“why isn’t this working?!”
I’m trapped between every kind of
bottle
Nothing to give up,
because nothings going wrong.
Nothing to put first,
because nothings in the way.
Why don’t you lie to me again?
You, yes you.
What if you just didn’t?
I’ll never understand if I’m
talking to you or myself
“One of those nights”
so says you.
Who am I talking to?
Who will ever really know?
Why are you the only one who ever tells?
Why am I even thinking of speaking at all?
what if you just didn’t?
what if I just wasn’t?
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3. |
Love//Chemicals
03:08
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What the doctor prescribed was nothing more
than a muse.
“40 times a day”
Parasitic hip-bones
Anaphylaxis: Kissing
Every kind of reaction to every kind of gesture
Churning chemicals into fantasies
What the doctor said was,
“Half your normal dosage”
What he didn't say was…
“Half my normal dosage of what?”
She didn’t realize what kind of
chemicals until she closed her mouth.
“I wont miss another appointment”
He stepped out from the bedroom
and gathered his things
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