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Kiyoshi's Song
04:49
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I'm starting to get used to the world
that is constantly in change
and the world, that is constantly in pain
When you rearrange your veins, it's no wonder no one stays the same
We all just used to be kids, or someone other than ourselves
Now we take those people and prop them right up on the shelf
Is it comforting? Is it comforting to know
that no matter where you end up
you'll always just end up home.
I've spent far too long in the dark
and I've spent far too long with my mouth shut
cause you've been trying to prevent me from starting my ascent
you'd kick me in a ditch just to fill it with cement
I'm trying to get passed this fact the past and all these lies
you try to justify your crimes and act like I don't mind
Like I don't mind?
Is it comforting? Is it comforting to know,
that no matter where you end up, you'll just end up home.
We are just time bombs, ticking with emotion
that is just so potent it could explode at any moment
it's time to leave the nest to spread these wings, try to fly
cause this is it, this is here and now, it's time to do or die.
Kiyoshi-san, what have they done to you?
Where have the taken you, what did he put you through,
How could she do this to you?
What is this feeling, under my skin in my bones?
If this is how it is, if this is how it goes
then why did I even come home?
I'm starting to get used to the world that is constantly
Constantly in pain/
We may not be the greatest generation, but we've been set to fail
we were born to lose.
even though the lights are off and we may stumble through the dark
just because we can't see, does not mean that we
are blind.
I can't stop this feeling under my skin
that I won't be able to weather the storm
even though the lights are off, we may stumble through the dark
just because we can't see, does not mean
that we are blind.
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Mandragora
03:41
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I could sit here all fucking day and still not speak a word
or find anything new to say.
Why is poverty such a novelty to some?
To others it's the back of their head, straight to a loaded gun.
I've learned that life will chew me up and swallow me
but does it bother me? No, but I've let it hollow me out
I let my fear lead me to wallow in self doubt.
And that's exactly what they've always wanted to see:
for me to fail, for me to tell myself that I will never be enough.
My limitations won't keep me from who I will become.
the sun will warm me up and keep me from feeling numb.
And I just can't seem to get comfortable with who I am
or where I am going.
if I trip and fall, will I blame my self for knowing
that there was nothing there to catch me?
To keep me growing out, to keep me pushing through
the storm.
and that's exactly how they always want you to be:
In bad health, with no wealth, being someone else
someone other than yourself.
And that's exactly what they've always wanted to see:
for me to fail, for me to tell myself that I will never be enough.
Put two middle fingers up, and let em linger if you just
If you just don't give a fuck.
Cause I will prove to be, more than what it is that you chose to see
cause anything that I tell myself I can do, I will go out, and I will prove.
That I can do.
And I will prove.
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