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letra de palimpsests - volcano!

wake up (9x)
look where you are
it was a dream (4x)
it was a
it’s so funny it’s so funny it’s so fun fun
funny how far you are from where you’ve been

spit up (9x)
get out the taste of fermented speeches
swallow it down, swallow it down
i know it burns
but when it burns it teaches

seven o’clock, seven o’clock
get up, get up
move, shower and shave
the sh-ll of skin like extra limbs
tucked in, tucked in, hide every trace
in your pleated pants
baby baby baby baby steps is all you can take
and awkwardly stumblе forward
tip of the tongue, heatеd debate
reflux, reflux
you can’t stop it from comin’ up
words of the past taste like a meal
simple ideals nutrition-less as soda
and so falsely filling
they kept you sharp up to a point when they started dulling
and with everything blurring
your tired eyes still miss the clarity

skin is a sh-ll
shape of a child crawled out half way and hit the frozen wind
and breathed deeply
fossil of youth, blackening leaves
dead weight, dead weight
can’t help but imagine
just sever it, it’d be so easy
it’s inefficient and naive
lettin’ leech and feed off you
but you keep it there hidden
and hopefully stumble forward with baby steps

when you swallow your words
you’ll start speaking in tongues
it’s both your will and theirs
that keeps filling your lungs
with the fumes that fuel illness and songs
you’re a father and also a son
in a tower of steel
or a bridge made of straws
though the structure is real
and can act as a law
that exaggerates your deepest flaw
it could also be the shapes that you draw
the architect of small circles, maybe ten feet
drawing little tattoos on the people you meet like those
crazies who eat their placentas, you put your
molted sh-ll through an industrial juicer and you
gulp it down, gulp it down, gulp it down
gulp it down with some pride son
it’s the vanilla pipe dream extract so bittersweet

with a mouthful of worms
there is protein enough
to last a few days
in the thickening rough
the surroundings that so hard to love
are deceptively soft to your touch
if you conjure up a telekinetic burning heat
your fingers a glowing neon pink
your wilting eye and wincing wink
you get, get, you get learned when you get burned
whether your pupils melt into black tears
and roll of your face or the structures incinerate
you’ll see a new city
a new city, a new city a new city
when you swallow your words

- volcano

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