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Life feels like being strapped in tight to a car on fire, or a pitch black night without headlights so nothing follows me home because eyes take the shape of stars in my sky
Put the keys in ignition and drive
I’ve become an angel of terror
Spread my wings, it hurts beyond measure
Soaring - Sore - Forever
The sky reeks
It twists and turns like a pool of vomit
Within each shade of night and day something feasts it’s eyes through everything, through everyone, through dreaming, through past lives
I like driving fast at night without the headlights so if I were to crash they’d never see it coming
Life feels like waving goodbye to those I love in the rear view mirror
Within each face there’s something wrong
Something feasts it’s eyes
It’s here
It’s devastating
I don’t want to say goodbye again
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Detonate
03:47
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Days riddled with sunlight, I’d blow it all away
All I live to be ripped wide open, it smiles down on me
For every grain of sand on unconscious shores, there’s a bomb and the tick is blaring from the heavens to the ocean floor
DETONATE
Days riddled with sunlight, I’d blow it all away
Why does it smile down on me?
Shining on my insides, show it how I bleed
Soaking wet with crimson that fills unconscious seas
Shining on my insides, show it how I bleed
Soaking wet with crimson, I feel its eyes on me
Circling, we claw away back and forth until I don’t feel human
Laughing down on this arena, this bloodsport
Why?
Staring back through the eyes of grief they’ve given me so I don’t see a worth in loving, enduring, trusting in this world that surrounds me
Days riddled with sunlight, I’d blow it all away
There’s a bomb for every time betrayed
One for every insecurity
One for every day that obliterates like war that blasts through the heavens, that blasts the ocean floor
Soaking wet with crimson but fire is all it sees
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Sing its song until the jaw rips off
You hear them in your sleep screaming out through the night sky, down the same road where I’ll hit the lights so the stars don’t see
Played in harmony with each days first breaths, so close you listen for the rapture overhead
“This is it”
Like a brace for impact, you wrapped me in your arms
It’s like you eat yourself but you don’t start with your fingers, you start with your face giving you no call for help
And still you hear it
You can hear the horns start to blow
Sing its song until the jaw rips off
Do you sing in fear of goodbye?
Will we smile hand in hand when we float up to paradise?
Do you sing in fear of goodbye?
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I’ve driven so far away
Swerving by screaming beyond my body, beyond life, beyond space just like the angel once heard sounding broken trumpets
A pitch black night without headlights, only coming through in waves felt in the shine of the early 2000’s sun
Blessed be the day
Will all my afterlife start with being born?
My life here echoes with my scream, have I seen this all before?
Am I in transcendence?
Life reveals itself
I can hear it speaking through this world and it warns I’ve become the target
A pitch black night without headlights
I’m somewhere so deep in life, like scouring for exits at the edge of the astral plane
Blessed be the day
Blessed be the day I pass so far away
Forever
For the last time
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