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Succulent Succubus
03:42
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"Succulent Succubus"
Fuck you,
yo.
These cold morning
bring us warm days.
This phrase
works both ways.
I am plagued
by the face
that you made
when I took your life away.
When I took your fucking
life away.
As I wipe the frost
from the windows,
at the sill still I pretend you
Never left and that
nothing is different.
But I can feel
that a weight has been lifted.
And it's cool,
these shoulders needed a break.
So just relax,
this was no mistake.
And these hands,
they don't even fucking shake
Anymore,
I feel awake.
I feel awake now.
It's like the moment I met you
I closed my misguided eyes for good.
It wasn't until you left me
that I finally understood.
That you are nothing but
a demon in a woman's body
I knew if I didn't do what I did
You'd always haunt me.
Like you would always taunt me.
Am I not fucking good enough?
The only thing you taught me
Was to not believe in love.
The only thing
You taught me
Was not
To believe.
And no I'm not sorry
In fact I feel fucking justified cuz
One more night with you
beside me
And I woulda died inside and
I have never cried inside
I have more pride than that
cuz I have buried the hatchet
In turn to unearth an axe.
Succulent succubus,
I like the way it rings
I'm done with you
I'm done with this.
Forever doesn't mean a fucking thing.
Forever more.
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2. |
Spoken Word
03:32
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"Spoken Word"
Please
Forgive my past negligence
But I'll male my feelings evident
I never vent but today I will preach
As if I am fucking heaven-sent.
I never meant to break our chains.
But now they are forever bent.
So everything I write today
Is far beyond irrelevant.
And now I'm hesitant
To brave the fucking storm
But I guess they say that
All is fair in games of
Love and war. (x2)
Love and war (x2)
As we lose
Touch with what
We once held
So fucking tight,
Once again
We must learn
New tricks to
Sleep throughout the night.
And all we have now is
These words.
And these words were
meant to be spoken.
And so just as quickly
as I wrote them,
they will fade as if
they're for no one.
no one.
No one.
And these veins of mine
Were meant to be opened
It's time to
draw the fucking line
Between my life
And my death but
When the past won't die
What do we even have left
But this pain inside?
Forever burning
In my chest
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3. |
Throes of Warmth
03:01
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"Throes of Warmth"
So here it goes
For all of those
Who oppose
Those who arose
From ash and bone
And tattered homes,
Ripping fucking sword from stone.
In search of thrones
Worth dying for.
And a place to call our home
Worth fighting for
When the throes of warmth
bring us woe and war,
when the throes of warmth
bring war....
Where will you be
when the truth starts pouring out
from every bruised
and battered mouth?
now pick your teeth up off the ground,
and with each fucking one,
keep count (x2)
Count every lie
you've ever kept inside (x2)
Cuz when the throes of warmth
Bring us woe and war
The cost is the cost
worth fucking dying for.
And with the skies opened wide,
take a look right there inside.
Witness a tear in space and time
and find you're fucking blinded
by the light that's spewing through
when you realize
it's reflecting you
in the tides
swiftly rushing to
reclaim the earth
and start anew.
alas our story ends,
fate is not our friend
and nihilism is the only
way to make amends,
yuh.
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Night Terrors
02:54
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"Night Terrors"
I am losing touch
with what I love and hold so tight.
As I fall into
the unforgiving grasp
of fucking night.
I can hear his claws
dragging up the walls again
Drowned in fear like oceans,
lost and I can't escape this hell I'm in.
I can't even see his face,
shroud in obsidian mask.
The shadow figure leaves no trace,
just dissipates like fog on glass.
yet his weight on my chest
feels so fucking real.
Wolves' hunger cannot be repressed
and I'm sleeping in their fucking field.
I can't breathe
Or feel anything
Inside of me
All of my dreams are
becoming nightmares now.
All of my dreams (x6)
I can't fucking breathe
Or feel any fucking thing
Inside of me as
All of my dreams are
becoming nightmares now.
All of my dreams (x2)
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Paradise Is Misery
04:36
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"Paradise is Misery"
Haven't made headway in over a fucking month,
and I still can't find my way cuz I am
just a waste and a punk.
You can find me in hell with the bastards and drunks, yes you can find me in hell rotting
with all of the bastards and the motherfucking drunks.
fuck.
They said that hope floats, but my ship has been sunk.
They said to hold on to all of my dreams, but no one informed me that nothing
nothing is what it seems.
They said to hold fast, but nothing good fucking lasts.
They said that hope floats, but no one
told me that I would be drowning by twenty-five when all of my life I thought I'd thrive.
(I would thrive)
God, was I wrong.
Over and over I'm at it again, dissecting decisions and counting my sins.
Silent as sirens in storms as they sing, I'm holding on to nothing.
Anchors away- I am food for the sharks, I'm tired of searching for day in the dark.
I'm tired of searching for what I'll never find.
There's a light between oceans, but I'm fucking blind.
Oh.
I'm falling faster than I ever thought I would.
And I'm sinking farther than I ever thought I could.
Forever faithful towards the fucking fate to which I'm bound.
And I'm grateful that I'm not scared to drown...
So, wrap this anchor around my feet,
and I will dive into the sea.
Because paradise is misery, this paradise is misery.
Wrap this anchor around my feet,
and I will dive into the sea.
Because paradise is misery, this paradise is misery.
Over and over I am at it again, I am dissecting my decisions
and counting all my fucking sins.
Silent as sirens in storms as they fucking sing,
I am holding on to nothing because I am nothing.
Anchors away- I am food for the sharks.
I am tired of searching for day in the dark.
I am tired of searching for what my soul wont ever find,
There is a light between these oceans but I am blind.
Blind.
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