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letra de berlin blue - james lanning

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across sp-ce, dissociated, going brain dead, my feet wet, my knees weak as joe namath’s, came home late, the whole place was vacated, i died in spring of old age like cobain did

in rotation, trying to walk a straight line
with no face, and no brain, and blank eyes, yea i left them all sitting by the wayside, i’m tired of always staying hidden in the day time

lets take five, come back in half a decade, hibernate and wake up when my pride’s fully decayed, squinting still trying to find a light in my rib cage, tongue going numb from deciding what to say

five minutes too late, sorry for the delay
im not myself like im only borrowing it today, and all the while further and farther it’s away, tomorrow’s always shorter and harder to replay

pass the scissors

i’m out of sp-ce, i’m out of reasons
i’m out of place, i’m too uneven
misshapen face that’s bitter and over-sweetened, strange from hate, disfigured and deep-seated

deleting all this soiled time for a spotless mind, replaced clementine with eternal sunshine, i’ve had enough i’m, just, f-ck

i don’t wanna put the scissors down
it don’t feel right, if it was, then it isn’t now
i’m in a cloud, think i jumped but i missed the ground, i’ve given out, it’s work enough just to sit around

but i think the elevator came
and if it didn’t f-ck it either way i’ll celebrate the same
i cut my tongue trying to taste the rain
i ripped it out and put it in my palm just to take the blame

pass the sugar

- james lanning

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