1. |
Fahrenheit
05:04
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Rivers flow from side to side as I can’t seem to understand
If you’re thinking yet
Of closing the door
Notice your head, it spins around looking
For the right sound
To spit onto me
Try to raise the hands, not to touch the earth
As you crumple down
Like a house of cards.
I see you dousing inside the tub that you prepared for us
And I can’t hold your hand,
it slips away
I tried
With the best of me
I would never ask you
To get out of this
Watch the road passing by, count the miles you saw me walk
Then drag me back
To square one
Still restrain my arm, staring at a one-way speech
That fills the rom
With nothing but reticence.
I held my breath for winter months
And yet we crumple down
Like a house of cards.
Inside your stormy eyes, deep below the Fahrenheit
I lost my lane
Fell inside a blank space
I tried
With the best of me
I would never ask you
To get out of this
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2. |
Sunflower
03:11
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As faint as it seems
the wither owing deal
you made us foresee
when you fade in the scene
it’s a faith, roaming stream
or a waiver of your own will
lapse inside me
a treasure I’ll conceal
(and) there I wist you
the soil slips too
shade I push through
donned of feels
and then I watched you
the coil (I) fall through
staid I’ll miss you
Acquaint as a meme
and the crutch where I kneel
gloaming on debris
when you fade in the scene
cascade in a dream
with the favour or no zilch
saps underneath
when you’re laying over me
(and) there I wist you
the soil slips too
shade I push through
donned of feels
and then I watched you
the coil (I) fall through
staid I’ll miss you
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3. |
Birds for Scale
05:48
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One by one they fall on their back
restraining away their will
aiming for a thrill
you asked us to be alone
One by one they mourn before your loss
the golden precious stone
bloated unmoving bones
flower of crystal hopes
And will all your missteps
reciting all my mistakes
we fade into distress
we flourish poison shrooms
One by one they fall on the steps
I left you to rest your soul
the morning of limping clones
father, clean my cross
Tinders for hopeless preys
inside the room they crawl
there birthmarks find their tale
where I prayed you to stay
Where I prayed you to stay
the empty shallow frame
a rosebush without a thorn
a judas asking more
One by one they fall from the bed
pictures of chased up gaze
memories of solstice blaze
flowers of crystal hope
And will all your missteps
reciting all my mistakes
we fade into distress
we flourish poison shrooms
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4. |
Second String (IDA4)
06:11
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I’ll let the clouds go by
before you wake and leave
before you smile and seek attention
in other frames.
A shower inside the sea
I’ll watch you
wake up and vanish
ensuring me
ensuring me.
I’ll let the jealousy
corrode the scene
corrode the silence in between.
I’ll let the clouds go by
before you wake and leave
before you smile and seek attention
in other frames.
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5. |
Six Degrees
07:00
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I’ll call you in two years to check how you’re doing
I’ll call you in two years to ask if you dropped your pills
to tell you how much I’ve stared at those three pictures
you sent me this November, smiling at the lens
to ask if you remember those Sundays of
whispers and bitter storms
how we met, how I earned my dues and all your smiles
how I asked you to be yourself and taught you to drive
how I grabbed your wrist and got lost in your eyes
leaven on your shame, tying Brechtian twines.
I’ll call you in two years and get upset by the wy you forgot me
thinking 36 hits meant anything
picturing a portrait you certainly never were
just to feel a fool once again
just to remember what meant having some kind of shine
and done I flinch, the sour empty speech
while I eat my persistent guilt
I’ll call you in two years crying myself to sleep
or maybe smiling just like you did
cheating on your age, lying about yourself
and making myself interesting again.
I’ll call you in two years
just to have something to tell myself again.
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Winter in Venice Venice, Italy
Tunes, vibes and overall broken beats with hyperspecific mood.
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