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Escape orbit through spite alone
Pure blood, sweat, and firestone
Use my tears for lube
To fuck yourself while I’m gone
Light as a board, stiff as a feather
Eyes dry as bone
Dialed, the call of the wild’s
Coming from inside the home
Child, I’m gonna be honest
I don’t wanna say this
It doesn’t really matter what you say just…
Ok it matters what you say
But much more in how you say it
Presentation is the hand
To rock the cradle of creation
You may as well say what you feel
If anything’s real, I promise I won’t flinch
We both know the deal
Every breath is a steal
It don’t make no sense
Trying to be anything but the pile of dirt
We’re burning at both ends
They say it’s better to love and have lost
Than to never have loved you
But I wouldn’t know
Crushed under the weight of my very nature
I become a ball of all the tension I withdraw
Draw attention to my jaw
When I drawl, let it go
Hear me out, chew me up, spit me out
Keep me stuck in your mouth
Lead me on, let me down, hit me low
I wanna smack the bottom hard enough
For me to fly right out the other side
And keep it moving like I didn’t know
Please paraluman, say it isn’t so
Paralunar in your glow, me alone, nihilo
Just say what you feel
If anything’s real, I promise I won’t flinch
We both know the deal
Every breath is a steal
It don’t make no sense
Trying to be anything but the pile of dirt
We’re burning at both ends
Better to love and have lost
Than to never have loved you
But honestly, honestly
I wouldn’t know
Nothing to share, nothing to show
I wouldn’t know
50 above, 50 below
I wouldn’t know
Over your head, under your nose
Blood on my hands, mud on my clothes
You know that I put that on everything
Everything I wouldn’t know
Get you a boat, float to a place
Where they do that
I wouldn’t know
Lest you become a pillar of salt
Never look back
I wouldn’t know
Prey for the wind, blow you apart
As quick as you crack
Heaven is flat and there’s nothing but dust
That is building a home where a memory sat
