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Too Small For Eyes
05:47
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all things aside
i gave enough of my time
i lost a dozen friends of mine
but i don't think it will be long now
please tell me that you won't be long
i hate my body
i love your taste
bird stirring in my chest
you give and take away
restless limb, restless mind
how time will test its teeth
oh god
we lived unloved in unmade beds
you wore me like a necklace
you closed me
like a locket
became something
bloated with doubt
bullied by love
too small for eyes
i think i'm at my best
when nothing's needing me
walked softly as i could
and still i stepped on all their feet
i want to apologize to everyone i see
i want to apologize
to everyone i meet
haha
ha ha ha
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2. |
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i felt alive for a little while
but when i died
i had the time to notice
i was crushed by the weight of my own ego
but never honest enough to say it
i felt your love for a little while
but never had the guts
to give myself up
i said that i could be just what you wanted
as if i could ever keep a promise
you have eyes in every room
but you won't see me walk away
once i was
more than just a song to play
on your haunted tape
i don't want to be away
could have sworn
i heard you laughing in the doorway
i don't like myself when i'm awake
i don't like myself
when i'm awake
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3. |
Copper Mines
03:56
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stillness of limbs
i am hardly what i say i am
i've imagined you
one hundred pennies
underneath my tongue
and my soft dumb heart
grows stale at the thought of it
what i have to give
is small but at least i can admit it
but the sum of it may add up
to your pin-pricked finger
or the number of times
i've dreamt it
this is me combing your hair
in the wrong direction
this is me mouthing words to you
from the longest distance
i've buried you
in copper mines
never mine
never mine
nevermind
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4. |
Nesting Behavior
06:17
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you've been giving me away to other men
most things are born golden
until they start to notice
i was on your side
i gathered twigs between your eyelids
until they fell between your eyelashes
wove my hair into the bare places
and nested down for the evening
i preen my feathers
in the old milk that you shed for me
i wear this dress of indifference
and find it quite becoming
you say you need me now
shut your dirty mouth
when i was only a child
i sold my name for a small price
you've been giving me away
you've been giving me away
you always made it easy
reminding me not to bloom
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5. |
Lockjaw
05:19
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most of me sunk into the carpet
what was left of you
asked me to leave
i was a broken thumbtack
i was a napkin in the rain
this is how it often goes
sold into captivity so long ago
this is how it often goes
god knows i would know
i don't want your kind words
i want your ghost inside a thimble
i woke up feeling mutilated
and i made my way
as best i could to my place
you love me mostly when i'm leaving
you love me
mostly
you love me mostly when i'm leaving
i was half gone when you met me
i cut out my tongue
seeing yours would speak
for the both of us
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6. |
Blood-Letting
05:37
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i think it's about time i was leaving
you're stumbling over words
i don't believe in
but i'm finding
new legs to walk with
i've been finding
new knives to kiss with
when you sleep
your body turns ghost-white
and i can't help but feeling
like a fly on milk
i crawled back into myself alone
i am writhing with certainty
i am dancing with the slow death
trembling like a drop of mercury
i touched your wrist beneath the blanket
no use now
in trying to change our old ways
when someone else's name is stuck
between your shoulder blades
here are my hands
reminding you of someone else's hands
god is stuck
singing himself to sleep
i am not the only one
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7. |
Burden Of Proof
03:22
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make me an offer
i want to show you everything
i'd give up a lifetime
to know where it is
you've been sleeping
everything you touch turns to gold
everything i touch
turns away
i wouldn't have
thought it possible
i wouldn't have believed it anywhere else
i wouldn't have believed you
anywhere else
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8. |
Hold Your Own Hand
06:53
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betrayed with every movement
cold fingers not forgotten
the things we touched with them
loved
i burned up all my songs
and left them out
for the dogs
i think i could learn to love
almost close enough
to taste her bite
almost close enough
but not quite
keep those little hands
right there in your pockets
keep those little hands
i can't say that i want them
i can't say i believe them
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