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(feat. Notaraehs)
As my soul haunts through all my graves,
This sole regret sings damn, I wish that I could still be so brave,
so I Cower back into my cave
And I rave of the sky, and I wave to the airplanes
((~goodbye~))
Once was a chicken, here I find myself inside a shellâ¦
Frail fragile thrall, tall castle walls from which I never fell, no
celll-quelled, so hidden, sitting hens setting her spreading spell,
((CRACK!))
Its time for me to bid farewell, Iâm off to hell
~hello~
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((( I CANâT BELIEVE THAT I MADE IT OUT ALIVE ))) xx2
pull me up by the ears,
my home hole endears,
I fear light,
the trench quenches this plight with my soulâs tears,
consoled fright tightens me to fighting from freakâs frets
yield your shield, feel the threats
reveal weakness
stretch the scene,
my stars,
periscope carrys hope far,
burn the bar
burrow beneath each charred scar,
catch my breath,
thorough as theft, I've left no match,
churn my pledge,
dredge the edge,
hatch.
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post-traumatic magic
ghost of enigmatic times
sends a shiver down my spine
Ruminate nostalgic,
idiosyncratic tides
of the perilous midst I glamourize
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((( I CANâT BELIEVE THAT I MADE IT OUT ALIVE )))
the last ashes I asked for were passionâs
fast actions relapsed back to abstraction,
attrition, mixed inhibitions, madness,
perdition fixed on sick sadness, past-tense
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Attach, in penitence, myself to every peccancy,
Plea towards no temperance, just generous is this gentle destiny,
As so, my conscious. Iâm honest. I canât care,
Simply stir scared upon cognizance
that all this lurked there in my closetâ¦
Applause it.
jaws was awesome~
Like I have learned, Iâll not return,
Assumption shows Iâve drawn discern,
Now I can sensor danger, gauge which hazards warn,
It might appear my sight has cleared,
Despite it feels a lot like fear
Iâd volunteer to rise forlorn
sworn demise, or Iâll be born
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((( I CANâT BELIEVE THAT I MADE IT OUT ALIVE )))
post-traumatic magic
ghost of enigmatic times
sends a shiver down my spine
Ruminate nostalgic,
idiosyncratic tides
of the perilous midst I glamourize
ââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââ
Somebody literally has to die
for me to make it out of this oneâ¦alive