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Mortality Rate / Judiciary Split

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Warrior girl at the front of the line streaks of grey, tired eyes never let them see you're terrified. In the garden of eden, tricks were played but you ate the man, then you ate the snake. "You will never take my name." Rome wasn't built in a day, and neither were her scars a victim of a slow burn with a matchstick heart. "I fear the flame, but for gasoline I thirst, I'll drink till my death to end this curse." There was snow on the ground when you opened the door and handed her the key. "Break the locks, run away, I can't save myself from me." It's not that I fear falling, I'm afraid of being paralyzed and maybe I'm not strong. Baby, I'm not strong, I'm just scared of being found hanging from your every word hovering.. Baby, I'm not strong, I'm just scared of being found hanging from your every word swinging from the rafters.
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Swallow your heart to keep it safe now you're gone but your scars have stayed rags of skin rotting away you are in my veins you are in my veins and I want them to drain. In the sand, you sink I crack my wrists to pour you a drink for days on end, I went insane this is the last time I will say your name. For days on end, I went insane this is the last time I will say your name you are in my veins, and I want them to drain. Swallow your heart to keep it safe now you're gone but your scars have stayed. Rotting away drain, drain, drain.
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Lucid 02:39
My back against the floor boards, I feel a cold breeze the wind blows through the window moving through the curtains like you move through me. Sketching my portrait into the walls on that summer's eve the sky is quiet, I meet your eyes clench my fists, swallow my pride reach out a hand only to receive a diagram carefully tracing 24 years taken out of me. Every body leaves everything dies all I fucking do is cry. The air is still, the night is dead I dismantle myself to put you back together you can't expect to stay dry in this type of weather. I open the window, and turn to the road all I see is ashes, bloodshed and bones I'm only holding on because I refuse to let go. All I have is myself, and I'm in the worst company. Help me forget me, help me, help me.

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released July 21, 2017

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