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Todestraum
04:16
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Am I going crazy? Am I going blind?
I see red hazy. Blood in my eye.
Faint to the touch dear
Saint to my mime
Think of you only every day to every night till every day is every night is every night is. . .
Should I cut my losses? Should I bide my time?
I think the loss is. . .
Now I'm feeling lonely. You'd disappear.
You fingerpaint in colors of what was my biggest fear
It was my biggest fear
The kind that writes and sings
The kind that first speaks and runs out of breathe
Follow a wayward dream
I follow my dreams but I dream of my death
I walk the wire, Center the line
Tripping all over myself the tongue keeps on in time
Now I'm tasting iron, choke on goodbyes
To my mother my father my sister
The loves of my life
The kind that writes and sings
The kind that first speaks and runs out of breathe
Follow a wayward dream
I follow my dreams but I dream of my death
Feeling like I got some wings
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Falling Free DayDream
03:50
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You done hurt me girl
And don't I just deserve it?
You give your skirt a twirl and
I'm tumbling after you
Try to keep it slow, try to keep it all
In a shuffle
You make it hard
Not to keep an eye out for you
I can see the coast but
It's getting awful thinner
Don't believe in ghosts but
I'm seeing hints of you
Try to keep it all in the
back of my mind but I
Keep reeling times
I was running round witchu
Feeling like I got some wings
And I just wanna bake and sing
Make it such a simple thing
Make out of the love we bring
I could stare at you all day
No one makes me feel that way
You're the only thing I pray for
Nothing makes me feel that gay of course
Feeling like I got some wings
And I just wanna bake and sing
Make it such a simple thing
Make out of the love we bring
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Can't Feel the Rain
04:26
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There you go straight into the sky
Thousands of eyelids injecting demise
Split me open, cast my insides
Deep dive in me, hit a nerve end
Bleed your mind, overstuff a head
This many people this many dead
Iris dried, up all your meds
Eye for an I.D., Gender bend
I can't feel your pain no more
I can't tell my lies from yours
It feels like I cry so hard
That I can't feel the rain
Always on, Always on my feet
We can see us but our eyes never meet
Roadkill, no two way street
Every direction intersection
Dry your mind, Overdose a head
This many children, this many dead
Human relic, up all your meds
Eye for an I.D. Genderbend
I can't feel your pain no more
I can't tell my lies from yours
It feels like I cry so hard
That I can't feel the rain
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Rising Climates
Text in MidSpeech
Sift the trashbin
Mindless thoughts
I can't help deny it
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Mine the horizon
I can't feel your pain no more
I can't tell my lies from yours
It feels like I cry so hard
That I can't feel the rain
It's too much
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Rue Badly Albuquerque, New Mexico
Recording Artist, Songwriter, General Nonsensicalist
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