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letra de laphroaig 10 - xxdozen rosesxx

verse 1

i just need it to be too true subtract the patience
foot on the tearout land mass dropping down into a void
the parasociality’s kept me up
but when i stop paying attention
my head stills, body keeps going

i’ve been a jester all my life, i never knew it truly
they’ve been talking behind my back as i have them too
i used to think i was flying through the eye of the pin hole
i’m a good boy
pulled the fool card, went on a trip, came back rude

i’ve been a poser, rolling no stakes, chest puffed out
knew nothing, still don’t, i try to hold back my chеst now
i hope we don’t just f – o
i hope that u gеt the whole view of the next show

i know i didn’t ask for this but now i ask for something else
i’ll grab that cake i’ll keep it too
i’ll eat the core of that apple
maybe thoughts all strewn about
isn’t something i can hold for long
i’m holdin strong

verse 2

i can be a suckup, yeah, i know. i f-cking hate myself
used to debate if death made sense
but i’ve lost that conversation since then

i didn’t ask for this, woke up one day and here i was
not too long ago i thought this seemed like a poor desicion
what’s a legacy in this day and age
we’re all cogs to the management
but it could be so much worse

made a pact made it since that one breath
there’s no second second to add to this minute
so while this takes another hour from my lifespan
i hope you don’t hear me drowning from the cheek kiss
it’s been better since i stopped trying but
i still think of you when i’m in doubt

i hope at least you can get lucky, you both look on
eyes shaky
but your nose isn’t runny
even though you thirst for a sign
that displays “no vacancy”
you don’t fill it in that cold moment
you don’t just move to the mode coded
as your hand slides through that clear sand
thousands of lights into the retina
you see your specimen, you stop to linger, pinpointing the perfect pixel
to starts this picturesque novel off
to cleanse your world of all the th-rns
to coat with a soft blanket
take the worm holes
weave those into jackets
floating with no strings attached it’s
better than i imagine
you know, my mind’s mostly been
drenched in static
i hope no one sees this pattern
i’m getting colder as i seize my larynx

misc

but isn’t that getting harder?
you only need a pointer finger
with enough force downwards while being guided to the edge of the connected see-through sand
over, thousands of lights beaming into the retina
you see your specimen, it stops to linger, pinpointing the perfect pixel
to start this picturesque affair off
to cleanse your world of all the th-rns
to coat
with a soft blanket
if only for a small bit of time
before we pull harder down, securing our catch
and the spikes
the blanket once covered are portruding through the fabric
and our mental states
float off once again
to hopefully weave another blanket
take the worm holes
weave those into jackets
turn into paper airplanes
floating no strings attached it’s
better than i imagined
you know, my mind’s mostly
drenched in static
i hope no one sees this pattern
i’m getting colder as i seize my larynx

- xxdozen rosesxx

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