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letra de phantom donuts - saint on saturn

a blip in time
carries a benign
new feeling
to the air, to the room
now it’s gone

sounds, they k!ll the sp-ce
all things destroy the herd
beetles on the wall
one a day, one a night
now i’m dead
could ya’
send the ghost back home?
send the ghost back home?
send the ghost back home?
send the ghost back home?

what’s out there?
search for it all day
steady as i flee
was another kin
where’s the star in me?
petty as my feet
struggle underneath
flying through the woods
high into the mood

something’s quite uneasy
that’s the normal feeling
all alone, not alone
i don’t care
just give me
something of meaning

like water to a lake
to a moth on the brightest light
if neptune is nothing but mist
tell me this, what’s the rest
but a simple quest
out there somebody has another
saved for another
safe from another
safe from myself

she been dead to me
since i boxed her in
leave a letter at her door
saying we’re just friends
and nothing more than that
anything other than that
is destined, not to last
kinda wack, broken glass

but then i stop
take a eon or two to realize
good guys like me work
too hard to make time
and wouldn’t you know it
i finally got it
i’ve been stuck in a loop
for all my life

it’s full of puny little lies
stupid sheering of a sheep that cries
whenever wolves reek havoc
surreal sober habits, blandest of skies
fixated beliefs like mine die out by night
i could pray for the love of my life to love me
and somebody else could pray for her instead
said she loved me to death, the way i smell
so i gave her my ashes, told her “snort it well”
they say “you better stop saying it
before they believe it”
okay? what if they do
what are they going to do
hang me from a rope, lynch me
or oppress all my hope?
didn’t think so, kid
and yes, i would know

because my soul’s been doing donuts
for a thousand years
go from being a whale
to eating male as a kale
and hating hard on mayo
heyo, i’m just saying
in my past life
i could’ve died in a thousand times
and still made it

maybe not with all of the old me
bold enough to tell you
i’m as young as one can be
but half the things i know about
i knew by nine
some things in life
just happen for no reason
and n0body cares to ask why

- saint on saturn

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