1. |
Disturbance
02:04
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2. |
Hindsight
02:08
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1993 toyota camry
bought from grandparents
didnt run but they fixed it up
didnt run but they fixed it up
party at alexs parents house
eighteen years old
they weren't taught any better
they should have known better
beneath the canopy of firs
bathed in moonlight
blind pilot takes their course
no one took the keys away
versus the windy roads
a less than worthy opponent
one tree will catch their fall
swimming in self-destruction
mistakes tread in the headlights
coming right around the bend
crash forgotten
scars remembered
never told anyone
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3. |
Regression
02:44
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i keep living the same day
the vivid colors have faded
robotic movements take place
my dreams of youth disgraced
digging my grave with aluminum cans
struggling to remember the night before
following in footsteps of myself
at a distinct continuum
the more i repeat
the more complacent i become
failing alone
instead of making an impact
the sun never shines for me
my breath turns to grey
life never comes to a halt
still i turn to stone
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4. |
Damaged
02:45
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looking forward
to your funeral
i could say we
were close
how much i miss you
but truth is
id be lying
i wish the day of your death comes swiftly
youre a monster
i despise you
youve brought nothing
to this world but hurt
the more i learn
the more hideous you become
preying on youth
and vulnerability
its hard to believe
we used to be close
used to look up to you
i used to admire you
in forefront of my mind
im killing all men like you
can almost feel the blade
in my fingers, gripping tighter
destroyed our safespace
destroyed our security
destroyed our reputation
destroyed our progress
destroyed your friendships
destroyed your connections
destroyed your reputation
you almost destroyed who i could become
you are nothing like me
i am nothing like you
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5. |
Broken
03:52
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i dont recognize myself in the mirror
not sure who i am anymore
never fulfilled
never accomplished
always at war with my future
tear off my face
attempt to renew
removed from all i care about
pluck out my eyes so i dont have to see
all who i have failed
cut off my ears so i dont have to hear
all who i have wronged
cut from my life
ive never learned to change
stuck in the mud ive formed from dead skin and spit
i cant do this
bargaining with my conflict
praying for something more
crossing my fingers until they bruise
aching for nothing cause nothing ever works out
if less is more im doing fine
but i cant live with these regrets
i am
worthless
hopeless
useless
powerless
fruitless
spineless
careless
tearless
nameless
faceless
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