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the morning departure reveals
the language of failure
a ghost town that calls out to me
serenity
to know
exactly where i fall
and how i learned
the act of compassion
we condone
the heat of the moment shows
waiting for more
the attempt to perceive the echo of our torment
through a crack in the door
and this paralysing notion must be dispelled
at any cost
and this symbiotic tension
the river that bleeds
the midnight arrival withholds
the window of homesick
the echo clairvoyance reveals
all of my regrets
I’ve weigh down and collapsed in circles
and no ones left here to ask me why
walking with my head down staring at the pavement for years
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schalt mich ab
nur so kann ich spürn
dann schalt ich ab
frei/befreit?
synapsenflut
zieht mich mit
ganz ohne halt
ist das ein verlust?
bereicher mich / leere
bereicher mich / schwere
brech mich durch
allein
brech mich durch
allein
lass es los
halt mich fest
zieh mich mit
zum verlust
lass mich los
und halt mich fest
zieh mich mit
in grenzenloser weite, allein, allein
in grenzenloser weite, allein, allein allein
bis zum verlust
lass mich los
halt es fest
brich mich durch die leere
halt mich fest
die leere
bohrt sich fest
die gedanken entfremdet, abgewandt vom jetzt
abgewandt vom jetzt
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intake exhaust from the prize of inertia
it's the present of eternity wrapped up in a death ball
propelled and onward, instead of pretending
now maybe we should try to change things
lend a hand for something for something better
for once in your existence let's not shit on it all
entombed downfall, redder than a fox
so let's start with a dash
sprinkle over a full-blown boiling pot of remorseful
and then whip up a base of incompetence
smear it all over the plates of our children
then complain of their ignorance
we stand with the shadows
we stand with the shadows of an education
mixed in a soup of shit brought on by the culprits
who govern your life from the pulpit
and throw a fit if you call them out on it
baptism, it's a metaphor for the first day you drown
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What do you say when you can't find the right words to say?
Do you say nothing and stare longingly into the distance? Or as blank as the thoughts in your head? What do you say?
Cos I wanna know
Because I'm trying to figure that out for myself and could use some suggestions.
Sometimes I dunno what I want to convey, or mostly how to put it in ways that fully captures my thoughts
And the anxiety of embarrassment keeps me from trying
And the anxiety of misunderstanding
keeps me from trying
So I keep losing the essence of connection
And so I keep retreating into a mental cavern
Further and further away
Please tell me
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The air fills my lungs,
but it doesn't taste as sweet as it used to.
The melody grazes my ears,
but the notes won't sustain.
The numbers have faded
and I'm still slipping between the ones and zeroes.
Even an insect can dream of playing god.
Even an insect can dream of playing god,
but my prayers remain unanswered.
I'm praying and waiting to one day wake up a child again,
when you held my hand and told me everything would be okay.
But my prayers remain unanswered.
Even an insect can dream of playing god.
The air fills my lungs,
but it doesn't taste as sweet as it used to.
The melody grazes my ears,
but the notes, they simply won't sustain.
The numbers on the clock have faded
and I'm still slipping between the ones and zeroes.
Even an insect can dream of playing god.
But my prayers remain unanswered.
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I have all these pills
Vitamins for the polar night
Because the sun will not appear
Will not appear to me
Medicine for waking up
From day-to-day coping
Drugs for falling asleep
Pills to make me happy
A remedy to calm me down
A sedative for anxiety
My therapist says I should be more open
How could I be even more open?
When my heart is torn out of my open chest
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released April 19, 2023
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