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letra de pyramids - nardean

its a k!ller we’re alive
in this beautiful world
all the things that we’ve heard
they are making you and i
forget who we really are
we’re just searching for the stars

midnight, sit tight
minutes, till you’re off
once you’re done
untangle the bangles cuffed to your wrists
unstrangle your vocal chords
and hope for more
hope for more

your ident-ty forged from malice
you challenge the chalice
instead swallow tablets
or sniff and hope for magic

down in an abyss
insist on just one more
drown yourself in bliss
while he l!cks your open sores

so get f-cked up
keep numbing, succ-mbing
and i know you hope that
when you close your eyes
you’ll see stars
galaxies afar

they’re like tiny cubed mirrors
shiny new slivers of you
up to four at a time in one room
reflections, projections apparently
inherently valued by your currency
currently you’re worth two cotton cups, bottoms up
cutting love off, clutching crutches of drug c-cktails
conducive to conducting confusion, delusion
intrusion into your personal sp-ce
an orbital pace away from knowing your boundaries

its a k!ller we’re alive
in this beautiful world
all the things that we heard
they are making you and i
forget who we really are
we’re just searching for the stars

she said she sober three months now, she put the blunts down
she looked so hollow she floated, she couldn’t ever come down
she did things for money she wouldn’t have done for free now
she was just hoping that someone would come and set her free now

self image contorted, distorted
we tell our daughters
that you’ll never do it yourself
get with him so he helps
make sure you never tell him
when it’s hurting
make sure you get your fleek on, keep on flirting
cause you cannot ever be more than we tell you, no
and you cannot ever have less than we sell you
i tried to save her, i tried to save her
but she was just a mirror
my own eyelids heavy with shadow, i couldn’t see clearer
my lips stuck with lipstick, my message so cryptic
that even i missed it

we bought the chains for our own wrists
we called them bracelets

its a k!ller we’re alive
in this beautiful world
all the things that we’ve heard
they are making you and i
forget who we really are
we’re just searching for the stars

searching for the stars
we’re just searching for the stars

- nardean

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