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letra de the door is ajar - david wax museum

[chorus]
this door won’t close
it knows why i am here
five feet, nine inches
i turned off thinking about
and took to something else
my hand looked one color
hairy and quick, like a spider

[verse 1]
walls were folded into each other
well, i remained nailed to the furniture
ribs raised, two spools swelling
it was this way the last time
when i told the judge, he laughed
and attacked me with red t–th, digging out my chest with his tongue

[chorus]
this door won’t close
it knows why i am here
five feet, nine inches
i turned off thinking about
and started to look with my hand
it turns one color
hairy and quick, like a spider
[verse 2]
to the shadow of a tree at nighttime
the day, like a rotting fruit, unfastens its skin
we go gather up the rinds
and preserve them somewhere damp
when i told the judge, he laughed
and what he said could not be steno-graphed

[chorus]
i cannot close the door
it knows why i am here
it’s five feet, nine inches
we turned off thinking about
my hand turned up in the air
it was the same in color
hairy and quick, like a spider

[bridge]
it’s mostly dark here but a few clear things
a banner of light jackknives into the room

[outro]
the door is ajar
i have only one question
i cannot slow my hand down
or mummify masking

- david wax museum

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