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primitive
01:39
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i'm feelin like the cavemen did
i'm feelin rather primitive
i'm feelin like i'm completely deranged
i'm feelin like i'm bleeding from the brain
it's bad
it's only getting worse
i'm mad
in some sense of the word
i'm feelin like an animal
i'm feelin slack-jawed and cruel
i'm always foaming at the mouth
i've forgotten what being civil's about
it's bad
it's only getting worse
put me down
before someone gets hurt
and who woulda thought that i'd have the instinct?
that the little things might finally get to me
and who woulda thought that i'd give in so easy?
that i was only one bad day away from the beasts
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a family
01:52
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when i was 13 my mom said to me
"you're just like your father you know"
and she was so scared of the ugly ways
that fact might reel its head and show
"but mom, you don't need to even really worry
if i wanted to be dead i would be by now
'cuz just like good old dad, i'm competent
and i'd get the job done eventually, somehow"
but i'm not my dad and thank fuck for that
his head was poisoned by another time
when masculinity meant no crying
so he'd not shed a tear, he'd insist he was fine
and that's the kind of thought that put a bullet in his brain
that's the kind of thought that took my childhood away
that's the kinda thought that rotted my mom's brain
that's the kinda thought that almost destroyed a family
if only it were easy
if only it made sense
if only he got this
if only he asked for
the help that he longed for
if only that lesson
hadn't needed to be taught yet
if only i didn't
learn from my dad's
untimely death
the value of tenderness
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the age of loneliness
01:31
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the age of loneliness has hardly come to pass
given time, still, i think it will outlast
things aren't changing
not so soon
so tell me baby
what should we do
broken homes, lost souls, and a few cut wrists
the smell of gunpowder lingers - it makes me sick
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ease
00:44
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struck me like lightning
i'll see you in the morning
if you're still around
weary, eyes still drooping
make out your face, blurred slightly
and feeling
at peace like this
ease into
daily existence
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touchdown
01:19
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i wish i could make sense of the senseless things
that keep on happenin' to my friends and family
they deserve so much better than this world
closin' my eyes and trying to find something to bargain with
upper hands can't be seen in darkness
forced to finally get it and understand
look out
don't get hit
you finally touched the ground
look out
listen to it
it's a quiet, lonely sound
look out
don't get hit
you finally touched the ground
look out
listen to it
it's a quiet, lonely sound
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be brave
01:30
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buildin' walls, buildin' new structures
tons of fuckups to cover up failures
a graveyard of all the things you were
makin' out, made out like a bandit
plant a kiss right in this elevator
you say "bye, i'll see you later!"
you're wrong
you're wrong
but didja know?
or didja care?
was it all a waste?
why am i so scared?
what did i say?
i don't wanna be abandoned
but i'll be brave
or at least fake it
convincingly
do you believe me?
do you believe me?
do you believe me?
do you believe me???
cuz i believed in you.
i believed in you.
i believed in you.
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no more heroes, no more saints
no more politicians with star bound fates
not one single idol worth a mention
not one god in this place
no more prayers for now
drop the promises as well
as the veil begins to fade
so too do the lies friends tell
no more lovers, no more schemes
hours and hours of restless sleep
you're hitting the bottle again
i'm hitting a wall again
you know, you know, i really do miss you, okay?
and you, and you, and you, and you.
that's okay.
i'll see you in my dreams sometime.
i'll see you in my dreams sometime.
and you, and you, and you, and you.
and you, and you.
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