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On The Vein
03:22
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ON THE VEIN
We hit it right on the vein. Doing what's right isn't me anymore. Thoughtless, I know. Apologies are weak from the mouth of a whore. Didn't get to speak my peace. There was a sock in my mouth and tape across my face. FUCK. If you'd look at the hand I played it was one heart short of a royal flush. My bullshit has finally caught up to me. Blatant lies behind convincing eyes. There'd be no line in the sand. You'd get to rest those angry hands. Blackout as often as you can but it won't make guilt go away. I felt alone like an open road with no traffic and no tolls. She was easy as she goes like fighting fire in a blizzards snow. I could do no right she could do no wrong. You don't seem to feel lows like God spit you here with cash to blow. I'm not who you think. Don't run with me but black beauty come with me now. It's time to reinvent and alternate until we overestimate what’s wrong. Got it right. Now we'll disintegrate until we overstate how much we've moved on.
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Pregnant With Piss
04:07
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PREGNANT WITH PISS
High functioning addict. Getting the job done. Sit in your judgment. But I continue to produce. Oh, yes I do. The road of least resistance. The pace is set. Moderation pains me. Offending friends and disappointing women. Taking initiative to gain back the trust that I lost. Controlling your partner or letting them control you. Oh, yes I do. The road of least resistance is the pace, moderation pains me. Look down on those who don't see it how you do. The occasional moral outrage. Established adults with unimpeachable credentials. Doesn't hurt anyone. A physiological light show tells me to keep going. Further, faster and more. Your judging is excessive. Oh, yes I do. Look down on those who don't see it how you do.
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Deserving Shit
03:23
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DESERVING SHIT
Deserving shit and that's what I've got to work with. Painted a picture then painted it black, I should have just thrown the whole canvas out. Evidently I'm no master. Mad as ants when my foots in their mound. Gambling we call it investing. Placements key like honesty but there's a lack of that in me. Carry yourself back home, predictable as a metronome. You throw yourself at me and I'm always, always willing to receive. Christ-like, is that how you feel you've been? Just because you didn't do it doesn't mean you haven't done it before. It's a miracle that you sleep. It's a miracle that I stood on my feet. Pour it. Let it pour out of me. I don't expect you to agree. I didn't start a word with 'honestly'. I don't think I'll have an answer that will make you feel better, it's whatever, fuck Zach B.D.
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Correct Psychic
02:51
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CORRECT PSYCHIC
A dog on a leash. As bored as can be. An awful disease. Lies latent in your sober dreams. Decisions get made without considering the monster you’re creating because it's love at first sight when two addictions mate. There's plenty of time to watch it grow, believe it's something beautiful. To miss the facts and keep it alive, as long as you think you’re right you can’t die. Deny, deny, that fait isn't on your side. The psychic was exactly right. You act out her words. It's the people’s way of staying corrupt. Third person's perspective objectives to bring me down. End of the line brings confusion inside that questions how you've thrived. Then there's cancer and old age and dead dreams that compromise your best luck, your birthdays, your parents love, your favorite drug.
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Knots
03:31
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KNOTS
I haven't been suggesting, suggesting you're wrong. It's this displacement that's gone on too long. Parading around the crowd marches by. The cops can smell what the dogs can't. The genius in you has figured it out. Just when you think that it's out of your system... it surges back up like an addict on a mission. What you can't live without. The source of your pain the crutch of just being yourself. Dope up on anything you can get your hands on. It's midnight, it's over there's no pulling it together. Everyone's still at my house talking non-sense, burning cigarettes like the night will never end. A think tank is ticking. Conclusions come but the answer is vague. I know it's a two way street and I'm driving the wrong way. The lines between my head and stomach are crossed. You are the only one who can untie all these knots.
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