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Daggers
03:58
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Daggers
The guards came to take my teacher away
The garden smells of Peter’s blade
Son, put your sword back in its place
The dagger doesn’t cut through the darkness
Stagger through the blood, it’s exhausted
Find all the ears that you cut
The dagger doesn’t cut through the darkness
Stagger through the blood, it’s not righteous
Find all the ears that you cut and I’ll replace
The guards came to quell the people’s rage
To find peace, let it put you in chains
Son, put your sword back in its place
It’s just a construct
Tethered to the knife like its grafted
Fettering your hands like its nailed in
It’s just a construct
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Erase You
02:57
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Erase You
Find an act that covers sin
Then grind yourself down to a naked mist
Really earn it
Eloi, Eloi
Trace your back down with a whip
Draw your penance out through paper skin
Make it a habit
Lama saba—
Make it a habit
Lama saba—
I’ve made it a habit
Lama saba—
Eloi, Eloi
Drive home the spike
Watch yourself divide
Let that line erase you
It’ll erase you
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Feverish
03:48
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Feverish
Is your spirit just a parasite and living water just ice
So the fever behind my eyes
Will not kill your ghost in time
The salt of your world gave me gout
I can’t walk with men who stand around
Entertain a subtle lie. Make disciples decide
To lock closed their minds
Or taste the wrath and spice
Spite breaks ground
Ice melts down
Fills every gap and every crack
The salt always wins
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Late
04:55
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Late
I spelled my heart out today
At the spelling bee. I took third place.
When I call my dad who's away on business
I'm gonna tell him all about my ribbon
He's gonna be so proud of me
He's gonna be so proud of his little girl
Can't wait to hear his voice again
So I left him a message
To tell him I spelled out "poignant"
He won't ever get it
He won't ever listen
God, can you put him on lay away?
He owes me ice cream for my straight A's
I've got boys for him to intimidate
And a weepy smile for him when he gives me away
So I left him a message
He won't ever get it
Cause he's leaving for heaven
You'd be so proud of me
You'd be so proud of who grow up to be
You'll never again be on time
You'll never walk me down the aisle
You'll never again be imperfect
You'll never be over-protective
You'll never hear my last message
So I'll make it poignant
That's a big word for someone my age
But so is death
Now you'll only be late
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