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prologue
00:41
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7/11icecream
02:20
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If wishes they did come true would I end up in my shoes?
Started a few years ago guess i dint wanna notice ‘cxept i did
even though y dad told me soI just didn’t wanna see it
I don’t wanna still believe
though I endured that shitty traffic in exchange for a date ride home
Long lost necklace in the yard layers cake under stars
watch me pierce through your heart
Three small words repeated fail when you don’t mean them
forget crawling back with your thoughts
dinner i just wanna throw up
boys leave me in disgust
i just wanna break up (spill my guts)
Thats not really what we discussed
turn me into cold cuts
walk yourself to the bus (you’ll adjust)
marks on the doorframe add up
in my mind there no real structure id call home
thinking now, how could a kid know?
maybe where id pick blueberries and leave polly pockets buried
where we’d watch Bill Nye on big TVs and night time was still scary
How could i lose my sixth sense when there’s no place to stay? I guess it all depends
Nerves focus on yesterday, my heart pounds in past tense
who knew how little we make sense
Cram your thoughts up in the attic
forget that life continues-
there’s nothing traumatic (no issues)
hide how memories make your teeth grit
now you’re feeling nauseous
childhood’s just a bad trip (forget it)
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football field
03:16
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(beginning, middle, +end audio is from the 1950's film A Streetcar Named Desire directed by Elia Kazan) !!!!
Take your father’s gun (its hidden in the closet)
shoot rabbits perched on your window
feel the heat within your grip
feel the numbing in your elbow
ask yourself if she was worth it
Won't you skin me let me decorate your wall?
I’d love nothing more than to be worn in fall
would you mind waiting for me to heal?
Will you bury me out in the football field?
Chase her through the field
and feel your ribs enclosing
no sunday could’ve let to this
Hear the crickets start to sing
hear a smile through the door
hear a voice say “you’ve been growing thin”
could you let me listen as the train goes by>
I can see the sweat dripping before you cry
Watch two eyes flicker with doubt
I’m just glad it was your hand that put me down
Don’t you cry
I am not your mother, I am not your lover
and this is your own fault.
You’re alive, is this what you wanted?
To see how i responded? Well now were six feet deep.
(Take your father’s gun its hidden in the closet
shoot rabbits perched on your window)
Could you let me listen as the train goes by?
(Hear the crickets start to sing
hear a smile through the door
hear a voice say “you’ve been growing thin”)
I can see the sweat dripping before you cry
(Would you bury me out in the football field?)
I’m just glad it was your hand that put me down
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oh no(vember)
02:12
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baddream:(
01:09
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9. |
querubín
01:57
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bye (starry cat cover)
02:40
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barkbark birthday song
01:08
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