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ghost
02:14
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I looked you dead in the eyes,
As if I had the guts to apologize.
I barely got any spine,
But I've got the guts to lie and say I'm fine.
I've got a million thought and one last nerve.
What I would give to not hear those words.
From the breath of your lungs, to the stretch of you diaphragm,
Out of you throat and through the lips to say the words you can't.
Now I feel like you're looking at me
As if I was a funeral
For someone that you still loved.
I am not a body.
I am not a hollow shell.
I am just a lost voice,
Because my body couldn't find the words to yell.
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revelations
04:22
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-ijust,icantspeakbecauseican'tfindthewordstoexpresshowifeelandiaminaconstantstateofmentaldistressbecauseofit
-yeah,let'stalkabouthell
The only thing that I did right was realizing
I did everything else wrong.
The only thing getting me through life
Is knowing that it won't be long.
Is this collateral damage from a parallel universe?
Is this a rip in space-time or is it my fate to be cursed?
Is it natural for a constant battle to be happening in my mind?
Because I feel like my nerves are using my spine as a front line.
go!
I don't remember being born,
So I probably wouldn't remember killing myself.
I'm not a temple. I am ruins. I am ruined.
I have not even felt this defeated
Since the day your lips left mine.
I gotta tall you...I am not fine.
Is this collateral damage from a parallel universe?
Is this a rip in space-time or is it my fate to be cursed?
Is it natural for a constant battle to be happening in my mind?
Because I feel like my nerves are using my spine as a front line.
I don't owe you anything except silence.
I don't owe myself anything except the satisfaction of being quiet.
I am your pursed lips.
I'm the hands on your hips.
I'm the eyelash in your eye.
You are every minor inconvenience that makes me
Not want to be alive. Not want to be alive.
Maybe I'd do it because I was never patient.
I want to know what it's like down there after you die.
Maybe Hell is reincarnation.
Because I would hate
To spend another day alive.
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The people on the outline will get water in their lungs.
And the people on the outside will have nowhere left to run.
Now we're giving up on Southern California.
We're breaking even farther away from Florida.
If I was a palm reader and I was fully able
To understand the understatement of "This is unstable."
What's the water in my lungs when the Pacific washes over me?
I'm feeling like The Redwood Forest with cut-down trees.
The San Andreas Fault will break this land into the sea.
Catastrophe is the only thing that will bring us back to what we used to be.
My sister climbs the mountains in Yosemite
After years of struggling to barely stand on her feet
Without running away from problems laced with suicidal tendencies.
I've learned more from her than she could ever learn from me.
The San Andreas Fault will break this land into the sea.
Catastrophe is the only thing that will bring us back to what we used to be.
The earthquake can still shake a full formed structure
And a heart attack in my body will cause these veins to rupture.
I go across the Grand Canyon on a rope.
And I'll go to the Everglades to find new hope.
I can stop myself from falling off The Golden Gate Bridge.
Manhattan is no match for this kid.
The San Andreas Fault will break this land into the sea.
Catastrophe is the only thing that will bring us back to what we used to be.
The earthquake can still shake a full formed structure
And a heart attack in my body will cause these veins to rupture.
Grand Canyon on a rope.
Everglades to find new hope.
And I won't fall off The Golden Gate Bridge.
Life has a lot to throw at me so I better start concentrating on it.
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