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Vapor
03:16
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Wake me up when everything is gone.
Maybe then I’ll recognize something has gone wrong.
Wake me up when everything is gone.
Can I disappear like vapor my own very soul’s a stranger.
Cannot feel a damn thing grieving, I invite the torment in me.
What’s the use? It’s nothing I can choose.
Today my walls are made of lace, tomorrow it’s chains.
The pressure’s climbing all my life I’m hiding in my skin is crawling out.
A gentle stabbing will suffice to say my heart can take a beating proves….
I can disappear like vapor my own very soul’s a stranger.
Cannot feel a damn thing grieving, I invite the torment in me.
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Whore of Grieving
03:39
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I have no words to show you how I feel, I’ve lost what makes me, me.
I starve my heart to spite my happiness, don’t take my will to breathe.
I come alive in your shadow, I don’t realize I cast nothing behind.
What the hell is wrong with me, I’m the whore of grieving.
I blame myself for what you do, and don’t do.
I hate myself for wanting to love you but I do.
I am strangled by the hand that feeds, hold me or kill my need.
I come alive in your shadow, I don’t realize I cast nothing behind.
What the hell is wrong with me, I’m the whore of grieving.
I blame myself for what you do, and don’t do.
I hate myself for wanting to love you but I do.
I am so ashamed. Feeling so empty.
Can I stay awake? I don’t dream, I sleep and see you.
Can I take the blame and chain it to you?
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Consuming
03:04
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I can’t win this endless fight. The white flag is waving.
I am the Jill of all trying, I can’t escape.
I dreamt about it, it wasn’t quite enough.
I’ve lost a part of me again (and again and again).
I want it back.
I’m wearing my own disguise. A sheep in wolves clothing.
All I have left inside. It’s not me.
I’ve lost a part of me again (and again and again).
I want it back.
I know there’s nothing like hope to ruin the truth.
I know there’s no fighting, it’s consuming all of me.
I’ve lost a part of me again (and again and again).
I want it back.
The things I’d do, without you consuming all of me.
What I would do without you, consuming all of me.
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Red Shift
03:21
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Pulling isn’t working. Are your subtle heartstrings anatomically correct?
Lovers learn in stages are they eradicating learning that way?
I don’t know who I am.
When I’m with you, all the colors feel so loud.
When I’m with you, I see the red shift turn black.
Words are filling pages. Save it.
It’s complicating reading your face.
I don’t know who I am.
When I’m with you, all the colors feel so loud.
When I’m with you, I see the red shift turn black.
I’m tired of this bruised hand cradling me.
When I’m with you, I am alone and you are too.
When I’m with you, all the colors feel so loud.
When I’m with you, I see the red shift turn black.
Andromeda is closer than your love ever was.
Your distance is worth keeping more than me.
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Honey Blood
03:08
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(Do you have to see it to believe it? Is the sun not there if you can’t see it?
Perhaps in time, you’ll see the blood that makes me, me.)
Life paints pain those colors last like hue parades.
The stains are deep and bones are hard to reach.
So dig deep.
If I bathe in my honey blood would you acknowledge I’m bleeding?
Isn’t that what it’s all about, to make you see me.
(It’s such a simple thing, yet so utterly devastating.
With every drop I lose to you, I lose another part of me.)
It’s all the rage to waste the ones that stay beside you.
Maybe I shouldn’t stand so close to you.
If I bathe in my honey blood would you acknowledge I’m bleeding?
Isn’t that what it’s all about, to make you see me.
If I bathe in my honey blood, I would bleed if I knew it would make you see me.
(if you could see me not you’d never get me out)
I will not continue bleeding out to gain your praise.
Cause I don’t want to drown my heart, I want to be clean again.
(and now you see me, don’t you?)
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