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woozy (intro)
00:21
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light & airy
01:11
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i feel light & airy
no i feel weary
no i feel dreadful
no it's a mouthful
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dead caterpillars haunt me
there's some things i can't unsee
i can't unsee
henry, henry, henry
henry, henry, henry
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i'll be in the salt cave
facing u the wrong way
hoping no one noticed
the way i've become unhinged
i'll be in the ice room
tending to my flesh wounds
impulsive repulsive hungry kid
slowly learning i can't be fixed
i'll be floating away
something that can't be saved
the sky is light & soft pink
sometimes i just don't think
sometimes i just don't think
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5. |
open
01:09
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sugar sweet cinnamon wound
this body’s not a temple, it’s a small tomb
i’m open wide, look inside
some empty space that’s been glorified
snap snap snap snap snap me out of it
wrap wrap wrap wrap me in a blanket
i’m free free free free freezing in the cold
i’m a rotting corpse not a dying marigold
why why
do u always lie?
why why
is it so hard to say good bye
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6. |
one of these days
01:20
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isn’t it terrible to be awake?
& if i haven’t cried yet today
there’s still time you just wait
i know you said everything is ok
i hope i believe u one of these days
i go for walks late at night
just me, my dog, & a flashlight
i look into every window we pass
i don’t see much, we walk too fast
we’ll slow down one of these days
one of these days
i can’t look anyone in the eye
eye i eye i eye
i can’t face the facts for too long
i gotta run run run run run
one of these days i’ll stop running away
today is not that day
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7. |
nothing in particular
01:12
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we are two people standing perpendicular
we aren't doing anything in particular
lousy & pitiful, we are like a vehicular
accident that has ended in manslaughter
whatever manslaughter homicidal mother
wishing you would care enough to scrape me off the street and take me home
there was metal in my bones
nothing in particular
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8. |
cutting holes
01:20
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i cut holes in my shoes
so my toes have more room
i cut holes in my clothes
so i can feel the cold
i cut holes in my heart
so it won't burst apart
you cut holes in my head
so you can see what it's fed
i cut holes in my gloves
so my fingertips can feel the sun
feel the sun
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it's yr world, i'm just living in it/
what u say i am. that's what i am
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