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I really don't want to look stupid when I'm sleeping.
I never really liked sunny days.
The black wings just reach out to me over the distance.
I can feel the wind from the wings.
I see the clouds and I feel the ocean with my feet.
I'm home again.
It requires an ability to judge distance.
The aeroplane flies high. Turns left, looks right.
Love is a sentimental heart. Life is a sentimental way.
Spy the fragile heart so cursed, as he walks across this earth.
I'm disconnected by your smile. Disconnect a million miles.
And what you promised me I hope will set you free.
I'm disconnected by your smile.
I'm disconnected by all your smiles.
If I knew where I was going I would already be there.
I don't know, I just wish I had more time.
Judicious, beautiful, augmented, whatever.
I've always been afraid to die but I think I'm more afraid to live.
And all I gave to you is lost. And all you took from me is lost.
Black wings carry me so high. Up to meet you in the sky.
Wishing you were real to me.
Wishing I could make-believe.
I'll take my secrets to the grave.
Safely held beneath the waves.
Always knew I couldn't save you.
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We take a stand, they're running wild. (We've all had enough.)
They act the same, it's growing tired. (Lay down.)
You cannot hide behind your wall forever.
Renegade. Disobey.
We can't survive in divide.
We won't befall to reprise.
We're all suffering.
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I can't deny the sacrifice I am harboring. The grief repletes my inside. I dissolve use and deprive all ties to everything, yet still afraid to let go.
It's so cold. Insensate. We watch as these tears fall and the prominence fades. So stay calm. Stay quiet inside. To release the pressure, I mark a canvas of thirst. I'm withered dry. Without balm it's not evident. I'm contained if coerced or victimized, so I bite the snake to cease the sibilance.
Show your hand. Roll the dice. Send a sign. Expose.
So alone. Dissipate. I fold as the hope stalls and consciousness shades. So be calm. Be riant you tried. To live under pressure. The pressure of sacrifice. My consciousness shades and the prominence fades.
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A gaze upon your flesh are grounds amidst obsessions.
A look most admired. Deception grows.
Your games defy to coalesce a part of me.
I've let this plague the inner of me, avow this living in quarantine.
This skin will molt in a need to excrete, you feed my need to amputate.
A kiss upon your breast remains a baneful weapon.
A cease around desire. Caress these woes.
Your claims deny to confess a pardoning.
I've let this get the better of me, right now I'm bathing in gasoline.
My blood escapes as I beg to replete, let go and my body dissipates.
All alone inside a dream.
I stand lonely in these void hands, ensnared within your demands to be rescindable.
I won't let you break away. I won't let you make disclaim.
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We're made to fade away, crucify awhile. Forever dissipate and lose our skin. Feed a soft answer for calmness around a crier. You'll find us swimming alone in tears.
We've got to find a better way to breathe, while our heads are buried in the sand. An attempt to catch the breeze is slipping through our hands.
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I have the feeling we're falling apart now at the seam.
I thread the needle to build you the stitch you crave.
I've been playing a guessing game long out of reach.
So determined to make you stay.
A push to lull. A version to hide away. A certain product of loss.
Questions left alone.
Seize the time, pry our eyes, fulfill the void.
Answers never known.
Forfeit, atone, and sacrifice.
We unwind a weave that's thinned away. Let go.
Shed our skin to shift us past these ail impressions.
Leave behind a manner broken down.
A step too slow. A touch too long for escape. A vice deferred to contemplate.
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Seek to hide behind the reckoning of silence.
Heave your spit in just to complicate.
A silent mouth defeats an open roar, null and void.
An answer doomed before the war.
Never sang the battle cry.
Never meant to misapply the time.
I tend to choke inside before I throw it all away.
Reaction glows alive in fervent eyes and echoes blame.
A relapse bound exists in masquerade.
Never begged to reconcile.
Never wanted compromise.
I'm an arrow pointing sign at loss.
Welcome burn that I will pare/bare alone. Welcome burn/hurt.
Reaction glows alive and echoes blame.
I'll bind my word to you.
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They laugh from up above.
They lay their waste to bury us alive.
In turn we've come to rid the walls in time to side encumbered eyes.
With defiance a factor, a reliance upon ourselves give rise to turn around and face it.
We're just a caption, and all motion is paralyzed.
We've built a cancer with no cure.
We're just the captured, and our reaction is terrified.
We live like whispers in fear.
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Speak to this; let us hear your voice. Gnash your teeth on careless greed.
We wonder; will the reek of guilt bare on your soul? No one knows.
When the curtain falls around us all and the plague wave becomes you.
You'll see the truth. You'll see yourself, if you take a glimpse inside the firing line.
Apparently, there's become more worth in reason. Unsatisfied and malcontent shades us all.
We've been placed in the firing line. Apparently, there's no better time or reason.
Your fallacies are misguided, and they damn us all.
Show me first; don't sell away our hearts.
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So arrogant and stagnant you are. A falsehood magnet you are.
Unanswered questions reveal all about you.
Listen in-turn and question. Why do we act this way?
Let it burn, let it come down now on me. flame away.
Let it hurt, bring it all down on me. hurt away.
Ignorant reasons take space in your mind, just listen.
Just listen, you don't have the balls to throw down.
Set fire, and all you do is piss to put it out.
Why would you want to play this game?
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Say it's over, let it end.
Play the broken, blamed, ashamed.
We're just a caption, all motion is paralyzed.
A frozen showdown.
We've built a cancer with no cure.
Tame yearns to bite off more than we can chew.
The lack of love in spite can feed to grow tempting as one falls apart in blame.
Inside we find a way to overcome.
The glaze in your eye; it's admirable you stare.
Lying to the judge.
It's arrogant to light the fraying thread but it's sacrifice.
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We are who we are.
We are the book without words.
We are the silence to be heard.
We are the ice under flame.
We are the constant in change.
We are the fountain of youth.
We are the lie in the truth.
We are the vision of dream.
We are the voice in the scream.
Only conceived when they breed you,
Low and behold, what's believed is what they feed you.
Truth be told, are we running out of time soon?
Are we stepping out of life's view?
And when we slip out of sight, we'll slide out of mind.
We walk unconscious and forget to question why.
With no thought of thinking, we're letting them decide.
No more sales of solace; bring profit to a rise.
While everyone else is sinking below the waterline.
I don't know lack in progress; our parallels divide.
No better love than drinking the blood that we provide.
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This is the collection of misc collaborations that I have done with other artists.
released January 1, 2015
