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Waterston
03:40
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Send off stranger, blinds your eyes so blue.
And I wonder why I'm unsteady having you.
I keep altering you. I keep wanting all of you, love.
I wish I could feel for someone, not you.
Lift a shadow off this evening.
Honey you don't even breathe
I keep altering you. I keep wanting all of you, love.
Stand in the streets, void you hands, I don't know why.
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Dagger, June 22nd
04:23
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This sinking hurts when I want you more.
which right is right that I struggle for?
Just know I'm for you, these twisted hands.
Gregory Alan is playing inside my head.
I'm folding over, still wincing from where we bled.
Why do we deny while leaving red tracks behind?
So desperate for guiltless, forgetting we're clutching knives.
You still hung the moon.
Oh, my knees are weak. not worth my own two feet.
I cannot gain control, though, I've tried.
Oh our mouths make blades.
Oh I'm made of shakes;
You dagger my skin.
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Fantasia
04:34
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"How far ya going man? Me too.
Call me right when you're home... you shouldn't go"
Weakening for change, six of one, half a dozen,
Longing just to stay the same.
I won't let you go; River Charles to tributary.
You're my only alone (You'll never know).
"I erased you like a lark, Joely let me go.
Familiar impulse, a ripped page."
Weakening for change, six of one, half a dozen,
Longing just to stay the same.
I won't let you go; River Charles to tributary.
You're my only alone (You'll never know).
"It's our place for tonight, my lonely one.
I can't wait to see you, there will be no other."
Try to remember me come February.
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FiftySeven
03:35
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I think I've finally forced my tongue into speech,
giving words, giving words.
They steal the air out from my mouth. I'll drown in it, given words, given words.
I need you.
Breathe me in, sin soaked skin, all of me.
Healing words, healing words.. Cast of stone, face like flint (Isa 50:7), stand in it. Chilling words, chilling words.
I need you to come through.
Tell me loud, talk me down.
When I'm tired I don't sleep. with gritted teeth, I'm spitting words, spitting words.
What leaves your mouth falls in deep.
It's anchored in
hidden words, hidden words.
I need you to come through,
to tell me loud, talk me down.
Please don't wait till I break.. hear me out, hear me out, hear me out..
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Stills, September 19th
04:30
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This fiction babe, I'm getting tired.
My conscience aches, although we've tried.
Flood of me, unconscious trial.
Two months again, stay East awhile.
There's enough space for you next to me
But for now you're made of stills in my eyes closed.
Buried words, words that kill the cold,
Rooted babe, Stay, Hold...
There's enough space for you next to me
But for now you're made of stills in my eyes closed.
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Katy, September 26th
01:08
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I may come up short, you're written on my sleeve
I will come up short, (still), you're written on my sleeve.
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To Prove I'm Not
03:31
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To prove I'm not bleeding out, I'll show you my hands.
All the ways I do things now, I think it's okay.
The way you choose to move your mouth, it's lovely I think.
Still, I'm not like you like I should be.
I know with a mind's eye it's all hard to live by.
Shaking fists and old habits are easier to come by.
Walk along with anything, if there's anything,
That's good for you and good for me,
Let's think of these things...
I know with a mind's eye it's all hard to live by.
Shaking fists and old habits are easier to come by.
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High Caliber Man
04:14
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If I'm trapped in skin at least I'm trapped with you, kid.
Answering the aching in the room I tell you, "soon".
It takes all I've got not to up and run.
Make me lovely, make me faithful.
Make the transition, high caliber man.
You're my backbone, high caliber man.
It takes all I've got not to up and run.
Make me lovely, make me faithful.
Promise me ten minutes, please. Give me all you have to grieve.
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Sara Davis Regan Texas
A songwriter, producer, an honest lyricist, a captivating performer, Sara has a tendency of writing music that pulls you in and speaks to your depths.
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