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by Disweather

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1.
It feels like I just borrowed and showed you my sorrows, we've come so far by guessing, I guess I'm kinda messed up, I was so wasted bout it, you didnt mind and drowned it, and at the end your blessing, it just confirms that im sick, no matter how we tried it, i mean it, all of it, and I wont stand eye contact, these words are like death contract, wanted to see some someday but Im offstage, im outta play, script for loosing monday, my verticality heyday, and i dont have a background, as a dead body was found, and everyone back there just cried out and settled, and nothing i have done it, eyes burned in sun, we will meet, ive done with all my guessings, i just got used to mess things, i dont want it at all, it just keeps happening, im like a sunburnt mother, just wanna have a daughter, just wanna have a son, and hold her in my arms, and tell him bout their eyes, and tell her bout the nights, that are outside and cold, i wanna to grow old with somebody.
2.
Whenever it comes to flying I'm a pack of ciggarettes Security has never been so tight That's why it became so suicidal Whenever it comes to flying And it happens again I'll smash the window Take a deep deep breath I feel that's heaven Falling down, clouds are rocks It happens again
3.
Lights 03:23
Lights crashing down beneath our traffic souls. Time fluttering with the wind, sends his regards to all these sleepyheads coming back from wherever they didn't wanted to be. Traffic jam stuck in a spider web. Forgotten songs are about to appear in every minute. In every corner, eyes that hate light, whispering and whistling. Funeral march on a crossroad. Hands that wanted heat so much, they reached for the reflector in motion. Machine felt hell of a hunger. They told us we will glow, but with lights so heavy and us so blind, it's going to be street action painting.
4.
Oh look at me today Like manufactured gods Is it a foreplay, I don't know Scratches itchy pain sometimes There are some lights away They're ready to come and run over us These fucking cars will play Unfortunately with our lives Oh how these cars got fast Our bodies spread along the streets Where did your hand went to It's a capital city, it can't be lost There are some lights away They're ready to come and run over us These fucking cars will pay Unfortunately with our lives
5.
Guts 03:01
Break me as a charge Collapse other's heads Don't fuck him if he's dead He's in a bad condition Plenty of you scums Are banging my van And burning him on a street Cutting off his feet Thrashing him down The mud in eyes outcomes And I was so much late While smashing their heads Don't bother the rain Swimming in their guts I forgot my name Every street seems the same I bother no more Cause I don't have a home My day is all about Guts and thrown ups Guts and thrown ups
6.
I'll go to every one of you and be overly attached at every circumstances What's up with asking me if I'm a terrorist, if it's my heart, it's mine I wouldn't let you dive through this horror Dress exactly fit your bones, brand of sorrow So kill my eye and throw it at the opposite shore I left my dong to hang along with all these stupid idiots I wanted to get rid of Let's go through a night's sky and try to rip apart what it meant to be loved I wouldn't let you dive through this horror Dress exactly fit your bones, brand of sorrow So kill my eye and throw it at the opposite shore
7.
Sensitive insanity of sense of humour, drawin like an old oil painter, his hands are so much overtimed workin busy, serenade for my illusion, and she sailed with her hair and uncovered eyes of her, within a second I detail time, and with cut of tail I smash the fly, that's sitting on my back, and singing swampy songs, the shelter in the range of peninsula, get back you crawlaway, Adonis slip over his sleep, flash the flesh and flush it down, breakage meets breakout in the vain, rain that rains in the rain, it ruins, and runs, ignoring blinding sun, that ruins pose and turns and dose, tomatoes sliced and stick to the bones, it grows, dead sense of perfection, you kill yourself before you lay eggs, straight outta jail, with tattoo on her hand and neck, it goes somewhere near, i can almost hear, the tube and pipe and spinning round, the ironworks bad bad condition, near to the flat, it runs out like an animal testing its ability to live after being filled and fed with so much medicines, after being convinced he's free, the sorrow in his eyes runs before him so fast, it hits blue skies, and flats really bad, the holes in his eyes are as big as those in skies, and with so much light coming in, it starts to melt down, as a humanity drowns in sin.
8.
Hangman 05:21
I used to hang out with you All the time, bird ate my eye Your neck's so long and smooth Hangman
9.
Cat Mom 03:59
Cat-Mom She does suspicious things I don't know what to think She comes Body's worth money, and She forgot how to think First rule Forget how to think First rule Forget How to stink First rule Just be a thing She's sticky She's sticky But she's paid for this
10.
4 Plates 03:53
When you'll go, I would like to starve straight into the sun For me sun never shines For me sun never goes down for me sun never shines Take me to place where air is pure Where are no blackhearts on the streets Take me to place where air is pure Take me to place called all I need
11.
Standstill 06:48
Standstill After two hours it feels like snake My bed kills Feels like going back to home I've never been to Standstill Please try to try to wake me up from a Standstill I feel I'm grounded You're all the money I flipped You're all the money I've ever spent You're all the money I bleached You're all the money I set on fire
12.
Tabula Rasa 04:13
Would you like to open tabula rasa? Would you like to make life quite upper? Write a letter to your destiny Write again if you wanna repeat Get closer match to a candle Choose a renegotionable scandal Like a wheel needs a motion Change cannot be another call option Could the snow cover it all You want to have never been grown But when stain can't be removed White is not the same what is pure Or maybe soil can be cleaned by rain I think it's rather by a ploughing man Like the earth doesn't have a break Real change will never end Awareness patience Leads us to changes Conscious affection Break the directions Tree cannot grow up in one day And nobody claims forest can do that Or maybe destroying can heal someone What's the reason of existing workhouse? Change might be desired result But it's also beginning of new track Cake might fit into a shape It only needs an hour to be made Awareness patience Leads us to changes Conscious affection Break the directions

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released May 9, 2015

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