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Renaissance
01:53
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Prancing through a graveyard of my dead vices
Spitting on headstones
Reclaiming my own throne
With an Atheist's acceptance
With an innocent man's repentance
With our dignity up for wholesale
& one remaining seat on our coat-tails
With infinite infamy
With focus to the 5th degree
We flew closer to the sun
Than anyone.
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French Inhale
02:39
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Mangled angels lead me
Through a seldom seen
Hellish dream
Where the lips of every girl I've kissed
Are cursed with hot ashes & rusty pins
I swear I walked on water
But drowning men were my sole witnesses
Clarity dangles in front of my face
I just want to feel grace in my veins
Memories are muffled
But those thoughts tend to boomerang
Spent that season in my mental
An uneventful
Devil's stencil
Ever since my brother kissed the barrel
I see the world through beige glass eyes
Thoughts filter through corroded mind
I should French Inhale my own advice
& I still shudder when I hear you in the way I speak
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Pinwheel
03:27
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You & I
Playing marbles with the planets
Swallowing stars
& spitting them 'till they align
Still I'm pirouetting
Into my own be-heading
Love is pinwheeling in front of my vision
All feels warm, all is lit through a Prism
But I'm fixed to say I'm running late to an early grave
You bloom
As I want to
In deep greens & blues
I want chlorine damage from the Fountain of Youth
I'm on Heaven's border
Outrunning guard dogs & ducking barbed wire
I hope you know
If I don't make it back
Bury me side by side with my ego
I snuffed out your doubt
Now you sift through my soul
With rosebuds in my teeth
I saw my reflection blink
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4. |
Shadow Walk
03:51
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I say this with the conviction
Of a Priest kissing Communion
I would tongue the sun
If it meant feeling new again
Say a backward Novena
Rub my hands together
& sit down to a Roman Candle lit dinner
While my crew jumps ship
To get a better view of me sinking with it
Pull apart
A shooting star
Bury it in the garden as an afterthought
Upward blossoms something new to feed off
A demon holds my hand through detox
My liberated soul takes hold
& swings at my Achilles
To leave my shadow suspended on the wall
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