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pasted dispalcement on fireplaces scenes singed and shapeless old tired and tasteless hometowns are ghost towns my tomb's a pitchers mound
just watch the battered cans collect like rubber-bands they teeth on veiny hands drooling for ativin how many did we cram we ate em all like piggy banks i hacked blood and slowly sank into the tar where heaven's trapped
im going nowhere in this one horse town
burn it down shed the skin you put me in
i picked blue flowers it took me hours i turned my pockets i turned them outward to show you justin it's that i must've kept my mouth shut it's left me threadbare
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burn it..darkly
03:07
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blushing docile and confused a mothball in a polished room dusty rhetoric pass the broom crushing on a feeble clue a little ink and a pesky fume spare the jazz for a pithy tune smoldered and smudged and smeared demure both never scared growling cursive convolution inscribed inferred burn it darkly here's my proxy i love oxy kiss kiss bang bang i've been White Fang-ed kindling meet man
nefarious sincerity white-knuckled unseeing
frightened sheetless ghost
fumbling fuck i know this sucks
threads spill on my shirt squirm on a corpse version leftover bullshit hating them lips purse adoring how i'd purge so desperate to exit
im sorry to you im just a story
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pipe me
03:22
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caskets catch me drift on a bourbon kick years long frothing little wretch messed up made from scratch piece of cake dig in while you can a crumb for every friend i'm starving such a gaudy feast no placemat set for me oh well that figures trembling tastes so good how good just you wait tempting some petty plot twist track marks mark a cutting complex ingesting garish patchwork hemming ways to pass on terse shit quiet call to reverse arm's length squeeze your wrist at peaks of chairlifts divulging vested diets peak jumping curbside regrets
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