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letra de chamber dwelling - deadpan

[intro]
this is not real
uh

[verse 1]
painstakingly paint the constellations fading on my veiny hands
mapping the same lands that planted that sustained invasive trance
rotten milk and guava juice, cotton quilts and potted roots
fake it ‘til you take a stand
on rotted stilts and rainy days in grainy sands
the waveforms are expanding oceans
overflowing plastic-riddled mansions floating to polyrhythmic, chanted quotients
chop and split in half the quota, not a pithy banter moment
looking up to greener pastures, knowing d-mn well the stares are hopeless
leaves preaching the same sweet nothings under heavy feet stumbling
m-ffled melodies ost troubling tendencies, repeats keep doubling
searching for a response in the shrinking sp-ce between the staff lines
read the same room again, it said the same thing as last time

[chorus]
don’t wanna be here again
thought i was on a different path, sh-t
but here i am
the air whistles, “welcome back”
don’t wanna be here again
thought i was on a different path, sh-t
but here i am
the air whistles, “welcome back”
[verse 2]
telegraphing tepid brushstrokes on dry canvas
there’s an average-at-best pattern of steps, birthmark branded
on the shaky left arm, right hand’s bandaged
memories implanted, unantic-p-ted falsehoods still guiding steps of transit
fog on the field, tie a knot on the deal
wasn’t quick on my meticulous clubfeet
catching me leaning, never got a steal
you flip through those same photo albums, half-expecting different faces
but live afraid of changes
make it make sense or limit the arrangements
chasing fragrances in mental bas-m-nts
standing stiff in optimistic nostrils, chasing
caved-in encas-m-nts taped down for twisted safety

- deadpan

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