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You Are My Sunshine
02:00
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you are my sunshine, my only sunshine
you make me happy when skies are grey
you'll never know dear, how much I love you
please don't take my sunshine away
the other night dear, as I lay sleeping
I dreamed I held you in my arms
when I awoke, dear, I was mistaken
and I hung my head and cried
you are my sunshine, my only sunshine
you make me happy when skies are grey
you'll never know dear, how much I love you
please don't take my sunshine away
I'll always love you and make you happy
if you will only say the same
but if you leave me to love another
you'll regret it all some day
you are my sunshine, my only sunshine
you make me happy when skies are grey
ou'll never know dear, how much I love you
please don't take my sunshine away
you told me once dear, you really loved me
and no one else dear, could come between
but now you've left me and love another
you have shattered all my dreams
you are my sunshine, my only sunshine
you make me happy when skies are grey
you'll never know dear, how much I love you
please don't take my sunshine away
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should I be wasteful and wasted be just nothing was to her
was to me and all the other feelings coming so fast
when I could be nothing in my own space of infinity and bliss would become me
in the falseness of beauty and hope
but dreams are poison manmade and sweet
breathe like paint thinner stripping the walls of me bare
the air from my lungs trace the words from her lips
and finality never tasted so sweet
welcoming death one lullaby at a time
the shapeshifting tree, that girl from that movie
never recieving proper gratification for the discovery of the name
do they know they'll soon be snowflakes falling so peacefully into my hair
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Laugh Now Cry Later
02:47
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figure, painting, picture, skating
making circles invisible snow
tidal waves smash every hull
nothing to lose
its normal relax
a mirror for a mask
to strengthen the act
comedy is currency tragedys outmatched
faithless godless loveless sightless
someone find my glasses please
no longer trusting the pictures I see
we crash like godspeed explosions
crack every orifice open
leak out and wither while you wait
im just a voice anyways
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Bulimic
02:33
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from the way that you acted
to the way that I felt it
It wasn't worth my time
and now it's sad cause all I missed
wasn't that good to begin with
and now that I've started you begging
saying things that you don't mean
it isn't worth my time
a line's a dime a million times
and I'm about to see all of them
goodbye to you, goodbye to you, you're taking up my time
goodbye to you, goodbye to you
you call my name when I wake up
to see things go your way
I'm coughing up my time
each drag's a drop of blood a grain
a minute of my life
it's all I've got just to stay down
why the fuck am I still down
I'm hoarding all that's mine
each time I let just one slip by
I'm wasting what is mine
goodbye to you, goodbye to you, you're taking up my time
goodbye to you, goodbye to you
I'm about to see a million things
I thought I'd never see before and I
I'm about to do all of the things
I've dreamed of and
I don't even miss you at all
(Fuck you!)
goodbye to you, goodbye to you, you're taking up my time
goodbye to you, goodbye to you
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drawing of me bleeding
drawing of me laughing
drawing of me eating
drawing of me cracking
drawing of me healing
drawing of me relapsing
drawing of me escaping
drawing of me getting caught
drawing of me frowning
drawing of me crying
drawing of me dying
drawing of me living
drawing of me flying
drawing of me happy
drawing of me with all my friends
drawing of me so nice
drawing of me on the wall
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Poem for Amelia
01:57
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purpose prose proper dividing lines human parts often coloured shades always pleasing if the dew expected to be combed theres always clean hands
the stars are real and the directions clear laughing teeth with gleaming through packaging soft peanuts and red clusters plain and ruined
sickly sweet weary and always posing human parts often coloured shades always pleasing
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Stomach Scissors
01:55
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for the last time nothing means everything concern isnt cause for anything steal myself and wait for the streetlights fingertips like ice every pattern in the wall ugly creases
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from the abode of demons the wing of the pentagram comes the juice that painted my heart and my soul
swept in black they are swept in black I am from this soul comes the eyes that will look upon your ten beautiful heads with delight
my heart is the one that will tend to your flames and make them mine we share this spirit my heart is yours...
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Pure & Wholesome
01:34
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I am pure and wholesome and in love with everything.
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Deliver/Jesus Wept
06:00
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didn't my lord deliver daniel
deliver daniel, deliver daniel
didn't my lord deliver daniel
and why not every man
he delivered daniel from the lion's den
Jonah from the belly of the whale
and the hebrew children from the fiery furnace
and why not every man
didn't my lord deliver daniel
deliver daniel, deliver daniel
didn't my lord deliver daniel
and why not every man
the moon runs down in a purple stream
the sun refused to shine
every star did disappear
yes, freedom shall be mine
didn't my lord deliver daniel
deliver daniel, deliver daniel
didn't my lord deliver daniel
and why not every man
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Eyes Like Sad Dolls
00:25
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masks on its halloween
put razors in my teeth
bite down and drink all that I bleed
please say you can see me I wanna be on tv
I learned it from my mom, so no one can blame me
I tried to love myself, I tried to give it back
but it was funny I guess cuz everybody laughed
so now im laughing too but everyone shut up
whats the problem, is it not funny enough
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We're gonna be best friends for life, best friends forever.
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Scourge
01:50
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I have no hunger
but I must eat
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