1. |
carries
02:09
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she needs to be the one
who carries all
rushing into faults
hollowed out and cross
nothing is the way
she wants to be
i gurantee
sticks and posion
the recipe i gurantee
you'll choke
the love is what she needs
she's gone remote
fridget finger shake
worry fills her plate
can't remember what had changed her mind
i hope he's fine
i hope he's fine
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2. |
drain
03:16
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bringing back the nightmares
when you're gone ill blend into air
I can't stop them from flooding
into the drain,
into the sink that drains me dry
sucked in and stained
when my beady eyes awake, i see it
bright as day gone boiling hot
i see it
and the silk sheets bled
it was wet
shaped like tires
innocence left her thoughts run muddled
shaken down you see she's troubled
but when all's still and slow
embrace not knowing all
clogging the tubs drain
all pressure and pain, not knowing
friends that wanna kill me now
i see it
creaky stutter choked up words, invaded
running on the lines of doubt, she faked it
into nothing not knowing
and it stays stays there
leaving nothing
and it waits there
bringing hell
and it's blanket
not for tucking
but to bury in the swell
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