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let it all hang dead by lost reception

[verse]

walking towards the beach to swim through about six inches of snow
i saw a woman in the distance, bruised, beat, battered, and cold

i ran to her and offered up my coat, said “the nearest house is not that far.”
she turned to me with with bewilderment said “do you even know where we are?”

it was that moment that i spun around and realized nothing in sight looked familiar
i didn’t recall where i was coming from or why i was swimming in winter

but before i could gather my sudden shock and put it in to speech
the woman turned into a crow and started pecking at my feet

[break]

[chorus]

i wish i was the sun
so everyone would believe in me
no one there to whisper in my ear that i’m crazy
that i may be, but at least i’m not lonely
hallucinations for some company

yesterday i was fish, of which nothing was known
i lived so far down that even submarines drowned in the heat
tidy and neat
what is there left to keep
what is there left to keep

i’ll just
let all hang dead, let it all hang
let it all hang dead, let it all hang
let it all hang dead, let it all hang
let it all hang dead

[break]

[verse]

skin soaked to the bone in a cold sweat i came to in my room
plastic stars that glow in the dark are blocking out the moon

there’s a tent in middle of the floor some extraneous reason why
it must have been where i kept to myself all those days that i couldn’t fight

i saw all this from the top bunk realized this room isn’t even mine
i’m in the house of my childhood friend who died when i was nine

a deafening silence creeps on me as lizards fall off the wall
the crow flies in and caws to me says “it’s not a room at all.”

[guitar solo]

[chorus]

i wish i was the sun
so everyone would believe in me
no one there to whisper in my ear that i’m crazy
that i may be, but at least i’m not lonely
hallucinations for some company

yesterday i was fish, of which nothing was known
i lived so far down that even submarines drowned in the heat
tidy and neat
what is there left to keep
what is there left to keep

i’ll just
let all hang dead, let it all hang
let it all hang dead, let it all hang
let it all hang dead, let it all hang
let it all hang dead

[outro]

it’s funny that i sleep in a child’s bed
someday it will break and i’ll hang dead

- lost reception

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