Thank You
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thank you for hurting me thank you for opening my skin thank you for this wound thank you for hitting me again |
Lessons
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my mother told me that i should keep still when i'm sitting with my guests |
Eyes of God
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give him some time they say to me give him some room i guess enough to swing and miss |
Static
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the static in my head the arctic in my bed |
Ring
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maybe i could pawn this ring and buy myself away from you |
Cubby
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how could anything so small be so strong |
Pantheon of One
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my voice comes from the thunder my shadow from the moon i eclipse your little world i contain a multitude |
Fuck You
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fuck you for loving me fuck you for making me feel safe fuck you for this home fuck you for finding me a place |