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Lansing! Sleepless!
Is this what you want?
Or is this all you’ve got?
You'll stray and I’ll pray
That this is what you want
Cuz this is all we’ve got
Fade to the background and everything blurs all around
It’s nothing to write home about and I am always getting down
Will you wait for me now? Will everything turn out?
The old armoire lyric, we’re sewing seams and sharing spirits
And I can barely hear it cuz everyone is overheated, and I'll sway
These mannequins are looking homely and I'm feeling a little lonely
Fumbling with my house keys
This city’s been hard on me
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You’re looking at me now and I don't know what to say
Medicine from the mouth is poison in the brain
Wet black streaks are scarring the side of your face
I watch you undress and sleep in the mess you’ve made
You’d look prettier dead
So I'll take you by the hand and direct you to the bed
You strain your lungs into the pillow
Crying, “no no no no no no no no no no”
After it is done I can see the stains on your teeth
And the sides of your face seem to lack all symmetry
I will forgive and never forget, I won’t deny my philosophy’s amiss
These words are poison delivered through the lips, stating it simply, “ignorance is bliss”
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Atrophy for Lethargy
03:52
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I’ve been suckling for far too long
I’ve been slowly letting the fires die down
I am smashed and broken I must pick myself together
If I have the will, If I can find it still
I’ll make the same mistakes, and make it three times more
I don’t ask for permission, only for forgiveness
I would make amends, but I am such a chore
And in my defense I am shattered on the floor
I am just a man, whom do I answer for?
You catch me playing with myself in the corner
I am lost now, I have been mourning my own self
Put me in the ground because I’ve been dead awhile now
My face has grown old
My face has grown old
I’m sick to the stomach and I made it so
My mind has grown old
My mind is necrosed
My muscles are atrophied and I made it so
My heart has grown cold
My heart has grown cold
I am a monster and I made it so
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