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Pupils
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ahh-hha / and what’s this urge that rises o’er me?
shots of images that set me free
to set alive what exists in my mind
sending waves of tears through your eyes
in a soul resists unhealthy praise
projected image of a simple mind fuck
the thrill of running light the eye can see
but creeping fog it always catches me
think about/of where my past came from
defeated anger of a fathers son
and had to suffer where a sinner bled
and less of sin but maybe shame we’re fed
just don’t let the guilt do it again
liar. how do you sleep? how do you breathe?
i am a liar.
so lord oh lord oh lord oh won’t you heal me
please send me soul to wash me make me clean
so lord oh lord oh lord i’m down my knees
and down my neck and skin oh bury me
and come again
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Jordan Says He's a Robot
04:22
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when am I going to learn to move on?
and all that i am. and all that i want.
and all that i think. do i think too much?
is it just like they said do i learn to forget
with each passing day i give it away
when am i going to know when i’ve went too far
and all that i’d give for all i now know
i give too much so i let it go
now it’s all in my head. its no ones fault.
what lies in my heart. i let it burn just to burn
cause i’ve tried and i try but still i burn with desire.. forgive
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Run-On Sentences
03:30
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i’m moving places I can’t seem to escape
maybe this feeling settles deep in my lungs
i’ve tried to smoke ‘em out it gives me reason
something is different not like when i was a child
back then i had a way to shake things off
in run-on sentences, jarred punctuation
i’m losing structure i can’t seem to compete
i keep a smile keep a face put it on
i’m gunna love you in the midnight emotions
i’m gunna love you in the midday heartache
kicking and screaming at the top of my lungs
this silent killing of a man over reason
i keep repeating i can’t seem to complete
what self-destruction fates no wait i’m on my own
out of the graveyard raise up to enter my home i’m gone
o great world we are
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Loft Co Records Middletown, Ohio
Community
[2003-present]
a recording library
[2004-2020]
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