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Upper Butcher Road
02:54
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These cheeks are chewed up.
There are cartoons tattooed on these eyes
it shouldn't be like this.
Well;
none of you should be surprised.
And I pretend to sleep
and your hand was warm I think.
It's not the boys that worry me.
But what's the harm in the thinking?
It's the coming down that hurts,
but I'll take what you give me
I pray to Elvis to help me sleep at night.
This is not energy that keeps us getting by.
I just want to light up.
I just want to dance in the snow.
It's the drugs that I take
that you know.
Is it blood that I taste?
The more that I say the more that it sounds fake
I can still see on all the winewe
It isn't quite how I remember it.
Breathe-play-under you'd say,
"you never wrote a story about me",
"well I like making it up"
Just one lumen to keep me up night.
It's the everything I lost trying to say it right.
I know I'm the fuck up.
But the fucks never line up
with a "this" or a "you" or a "me".
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Hot Dad
02:18
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Middle Butcher Road
02:17
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