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Frankenstein's Mobster
02:02
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maybe im way in over my head
unseeing is therapy suddenly
its unfamiliarity comforts my bones
pristine clean eyes to fool me
the strongest arms to hold me
make me frightened of your touch
frightened of the way you kiss me
too warm for a frozen heart
too kind for a beaten up body
terrified of lingering glances
scared of the way you hold me
i’m still sleeping in your clothes
too gin-soaked to read your mind
under your gaze is a place i’m afraid to be
is blind speculation my saving grace?
is blind speculation my saving grace?
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I'm Your Doll!
01:59
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call me your angel again
sink your teeth deep into my skin
tell me you’re not worthy
i want you to do it over again
take a breath in this freezing car
because i promise i sting when i’m gone
hold your breath when i close the door
i won’t leave a word left on my tongue
you always talk a big game
tell me what i need to hear when it’s on the line
you really know what you’re here for
you take a piece of me and leave every time.
have you thought of what you’re stripping down?
have you any remorse?
do you realize what you’re taking from,
or are you just having a little fun?
playing with my entrails
holding me until i bleed out
you’ve realized nothing
you only hold me down
to shut me up
i kept watch on an open fire
and ignored emergency calls
when i look back through the doorway
it’s all my blood that’s on the walls
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Ur noise music sux!
02:26
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told me i should say no more…
“how could they do such a thing?”
your actions are searing into the back of my head
forced into a tabula rasa
i bleed a yearning for a pair of ears
an ache for a soldier
to stand in line
nobody else to tell
and nowhere else to run
can somebody hear me?
in earnest, you claimed this a safe space
said that i could tell you anything
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Pheromones
01:57
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i can’t fix the narrative that you’ve crafted in my name
i can’t yearn for your warmth when the want is in vain
you don’t love the pieces of me you couldn’t get anywhere else
you don’t love any part of me you couldn’t get from someone else
i see it and i take it
slipping into what’s most comfortable
is easy when you’re unwilling to grow
when will i stop being sick to my stomach,
when will my eyes stop aching from the snow?
it’s all so wrong
and it has never felt alright
i wake up with your hands on me
and fall asleep without a fight
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Invertebrats Billings, montana
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