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Well, they gave me those pills when I was a fourteen year old

Pale faced caving stone

They said they wouldn't take what I was,

A shitty spoken word from diary covered in blues and reds and forgotten thoughts

Emasculated by a red finger nail

Hanging, pus filled ready to burst with my blood and my boiling sense of isolation

I was a shooting fucking star in my own right

I was a picture perfect frame for your empathy

However broken and boring you swore that I was

I was always even more so empty

I bit the drywall clean through off the doorframe

I punched a hole in the middle of me

I drowned in the bathtub over a decade ago

I was just dreaming of being at sea

I won't be sharing this, my own obituary

A coffin loaded with the rocks that you knew

And oh the wheels were so much easier written than the vast expanse of nothing that I found from you

And I'm fucking up like I said before

You're over ambitious, over exhausted and scared

I wanna find those force from the words I wrote

Wanna collapse under the filth in my hair

I wasn't ever fucking beautiful

I was just tired enough to dream that I was

I'm now a burning fucking photograph

Enthusiastic reason listed, simple "because"

You are a toast to the youth that I never knew

How did your skin feel when you were inside?

Where did the lonely nights go and the ceremonious mornings

How did it feel when you didn't wanna die?

How does it feel to know you didn't have to give every ounce of you to leave the floor?

I wanna know, I wanna know I gotta fucking know

What I was clawing at the ceiling for

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from One Thousand Gallons of Crystal Pepsi, released January 12, 2017

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