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arguments
03:13
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what you feel is who you are and what you think can be changed
but with the wrong kind of thinking this can all be re-arranged
til you feel your mind and body are estranged
i need to know that you are different, remember that you are strong
you’ve lived every day knowing everyone else was wrong
you’ve been good inside without me helping along
but i forget, oh i forget
that you are better, different, you are sane
what i don’t know, i think i know
please forgive my constant sort-of guessing
cause i’ve been wrong about myself
and i have thought it’s not my fault
it’s all this sort of self undoing
that i didn’t know about til i was undone
i need to know that i am fine, i’ve never had any trouble
i think i know shit, don’t pop my bubble
i think that i’m absorbed
cause we don’t get enough of ourselves
easily lay here in silence for hours
thinking, feeling, not even doing
don’t need to know if we’re alive
oh
i have to go
need you to know
i love you so
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drown
03:37
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if i were blue i wouldn’t need you
when you were red, you were in my head
i find it hard to be near you
it’s not my fault, i need to hear you
i find it weird that i know you
from the first day til the first snow hit
water rushin down
hits my face i drown
i drown
when you die you’ll see it all
don’t ask questions, we don’t have time
give me all of your time
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snow again
03:29
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the snow falls thick on my head
my feet are freezing again
been a long time since i’ve been here, a couple of years
now i’m near, i’m going home
the snow falls thick on my head
but i don’t feel it like then
working hard for my pain, but i don’t feel the strain
as i walk, i’m walking home
i don’t know how to do it
but they say i’ll get right through it
finding out just where i am
feeling stuck without a plan
the thaw comes slow under my feet
but i can’t see it through the heat
pressure building up til i can’t see the cup
that i hold, i hold at home
i’m learning to do it
cause i see they get right through it
keeping on, loving each other
i must remember that the sun is my mother
cause i forgot how to walk
and every day i learn to talk
progress is slow, and painfully so
please be patient, my love, have faith
so snow falls thick on my head
but i am laughing again
gonna be hard these next few months but i know i lived there once
soon i’ll be all at home
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sand
04:12
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sand covers my eyes
i am a child learning to walk
when i get home
i’ll learn to talk
sand paper in the garage
resisting the urge to scrape away my father’s work
ducks are important to my mother
i don’t know why
but i don’t wanna talk about why i feel the things i do, oh
i just wanna kiss your face and you lips too
i love your eyes
i love your elbows
i love your teeth
i love your ears
i love your cheek when it’s pressed to my cheek
so love me, please
if you can do anything, just love me
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reality
02:24
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your face curled in my neck as i dream
can’t bring myself to check reality
before we split my words are spilling clean
your eyes are pure mystique, and this i know
the mountains miss your cheek, the beauty you stole
from all around you
and how it drowned you is far beyond me
just smile
and grow flowers in me
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dogs breath Northampton, Massachusetts
- anti-capitalist
- anti-capital letters
- trans femme
- queer
- lots of feelings
- pisces
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