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Wedding Song
02:05
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i can smell the particles floating in the air
you lie softly in your box, i watch your stare
remind me of the things we used to share
a thousand creeping chemicals
running through your veins
they keep the swelling down
they keep the rot at bay
oh what a lovely audience gathered here today
oh brother our sweet mother leans to kiss your cheek
so sad to know that she would never have the heart to speak
if she could see all the dirty things that make your muscles creak
is your smile stiff and painful
or is everything numb
i can see the bullet holes
but never what they've done
oh what a lovely audience gathered here to hum for you
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2. |
They Said He Died
01:37
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he's callous and he's never cruel
he'll hold your hand like a fool
raise your head and try to start
they'll say he died of a broken heart
was it winters end that did him in?
or summers start that fucked him up?
he took his life and broke off a part
they'll say he died of a broken heart
and the seeds that we all sew
are the only ones who know
where the secrets that we keep all go
raise your head and try to start
they'll say he died of a broken heart
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3. |
My Star
02:39
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did you know
some stars have been dead for years
did you know
i've always hated mirrors
did you know
i can feel your vibrations coming through my teeth
did you know
the bugs live off scraps
did you know
i never really cared about either of us
did you know
you were the closest living thing to me, my star
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4. |
Glass Town
02:39
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i watch the smoke drift away
from your living room parade
i'd never call it poison
i'm not that dramatic
yeah
don't go digging in your front yard
there's nothing there but bits of glass
like a warning sign
to distant folks
i'm sure they're going in a fancy old mobile
up to the gallery where they're on display
a real work of art
such pretty kids, such pretty couples
going away
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5. |
Winter
02:40
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Winter
I left a note on your bed
You picked it up and felt the way
the paper scraped against your skin
In an empty hotel room
There's nothing left of me inside.
Winter
I tried for days to say "I'm sorry,"
The words got tangled in my throat
You know how those things go
In an empty conversation
I said I'm sorry, we both know I"m not
Winter
I left a note on your bed
You never read it, I guess
the words on it are dead.
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6. |
Cleanse
02:15
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I want to get it all out
Don't leave a trace
You know how things grow
How they can change
Your eyes aren't cloudy
What a difference that makes.
I'm so happy you got clean
I'm so happy that you're cleansed of me
The scars on my knuckles
Are they even scars anymore?
A damning reminder
That everything goes back to the way it was before
Your eyes are so dry for a change
What a difference that makes.
i'm so happy you got clean clean
I'm so happy that you're cleansed of me.
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Ifrits
i write about important things, especially the unimportant things
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