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Let it Ride
03:50
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I’m adrift at sea in a 174 liter polypropylene carboy with lye in my pockets
I got about 20 minutes of air left
there’s a leak in the cap
and I’m breathing fast
buried in a plastic casket heading for a watery grave
sunlight fades from view in my cinderblock shoes
let the stars align a scope to the sunlight
behind the curtain a smoke before the fight
let it ride
everything you ask yourself feels like it is heaven-sent
so put your promise on the shelf
and never take it down again
everything you ask yourself feels like it is heaven-sent
take what you can get and run
the wrong side of a gun ain’t fun
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Hijinx
04:05
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dig my head out the sand
sabotage my own best-laid plans
wish I had the courage to make a stand
versus myself, but I’m outmanned
my cover is blown
anxieties for which I’m prone
prevent me from picking up my phone
so I keep waking up alone
criticize myself because I can’t escape this sense of longing
to free my bones from this skin I felt they once belonged in
I need a break from problems I’m stuck solving
take a deep breath, they said as if it magically makes everything fine
stitch of the thread of dread that’s been unraveling my sound mind
wish I could understand the confidence of a betting man
then maybe I’d learn the winning hand to make my sullen life less bland
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Glisten
03:45
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so ground down knuckle by knuckle by knuckle
to hear your words hits me like pain in a shuttle
emotion in glass, I hit it with lime and a muddle
I stand tall only until I buckle
unchangeable threads wove necessity
how can it be, you’re crying for free?
I’m gonna glisten today
missed connections in the Star parking lot
hard as it is to believe
an impulsive crooked shuttle through the loom of your world cuts with an indifferent sword.
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found god in the stairwell
found god on the street corner
I found god at the bottom of the lake, her misty eyes staring back
you find shame in geography?
where the windows reflect old light
lungs itching like an allergy
shroud everything in white
found god in the train station
found god in the salt shaker
I found god in the liquor aisle directing puritanical ire
castrated by hegemony
put your hand to the flame
decoration as a capital crime
guilty, god-damned, and ashamed
repression in a look of disgust
no walls in the first place to break down the trust
either float to the pyre or die like a lamb
I’m doing the best job I can
expression as a form of lust
no walls in the first place to break down the trust
either float to the pyre or die like a lamb
just doing the best that you can
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The Way It Ends
03:55
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cool my head on the alabaster tiles as I choke on my breath and my ears ring
this can’t be the way it ends
get up and dust off my jeans
deliver me from evil and free my mind from this upheaval
this rapid change is blinding
shield my eyes from the sun
I wish this fever would break so I can remember your face
crestfallen and I can’t get up
and I swore to do whatever it takes to rectify my mistakes but the fever never breaks
apologize for needing to be assured, but is that so absurd? I just want to be heard
why can’t I ever seem to convey the words that I want to say?
instead I push you away
I’m not sure how much more I can take
the fever never breaks
no it never breaks
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Declaw Boston, Massachusetts
Shoegaze // Nu-Grunge band from Boston
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Declaw recommends:
Grind from Weymouth. The homies
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