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Meek
Nostalghia
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I wonder sometimes if I'm uh
Bed of thorns
A predator parading
Rotting wood suckling from my mothers wirey form
So incapacitated
Elevated, still negated
Excalative, innovative
Meanwhile my father shoots the gun
And I grow up in powder smoke
And no one knows me
No one knows
No, no one knows me
No one knows
Umbilical in suede and
Killed of milk and
Still un-paid and
Wounds of fraud and filth that fade
Between my lips that spill and crave'n
Heard a sound
Just one sound
Oh, so loud
God, it's loud
Losing time
Broken mime
Nothing's mine
Nothing's mine
I wonder sometimes if I'm uh
Book of worms
A slimy disillusion
Sleeping in the deepest of cores
An apple of stars
Starry eyed surprised
Blinding light and bending lies
Finding time to realize and
Meanwhile you're shooting at my bod
You watch me stumble in the plague
It's oh so vague
It's all so vague
It's oh so vague
It's all so vague
Umbilical in suede and
Killed of milk and
Still un-paid and
Wounds of fraud and filth that fade
Between my lips that spill and crave'n
Heard a sound
Just one sound
Oh, so loud
God, it's loud
Losing time
Broken mime
Nothing's mine
Nothing's mine
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