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afraid of commitment
03:57
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just like the way honey drips down your fingers
i am slow to slip away
ive found it hard to look directly at the roses
cause in bloom they, look just like the way your hands do
and just like that, im eating all the babies breath
& growing sick, to match this underlying ache
your little glow, recurring in my fleeting dreams
im lookin at the moon--hoping youre looking at her with me
and just like that, im eating all the babies breath
& growing sick, to match this underlying ache
your little glow, recurring in my fleeting dreams
im lookin at the moon--hoping youre looking at her with me
and just like that, im eating all the babies breath
& growing sick, to match this underlying ache
your little glow, recurring in my fleeting dreams
im lookin at the moon--hoping youre looking at her with me
honey girl
whose voice makes me tremble with every word
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pretending as if its like the same thing
reminded of how we used to hide from the public view
flesh to flesh to dirt to bone
im tired knowing that making others feel good is the closest thing
i can get to feeling good for myself
sweetness in the form of sunken teeth
flesh to flesh to dirt to bone to dirt to bone to flesh to bone to dirt
wish i was younger again
when it was easier for my heart to bloom
in the springtime of revelation
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a question
03:10
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what will it take for you to take
my words at face value?
ive plucked the sweetest fruit
ive read the oldest books
ive sung the somber hymns
yet no peace of mind descends
what does it take for you to take
my words at face value?
ive plucked the sweetest fruit
ive read the oldest books
ive sung the somber hymns
yet no peace of mind descends
the knife, it grows sharp
as it hovers over my chest
no longer a matter of "if"
but rather, "when" youll plunge it
the knife, it grows sharp
as it hovers over my chest
no longer a matter of "if"
but rather, "when" youll plunge it
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milk preference San Antonio, Texas
one time during a bible study a girl said she wished she had more "self of steam" and i said "don't you mean 'self-esteem'" to which she started to feel very bad about herself and i got in trouble for that and that's why i don't believe in god anymore
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