personality disorders - hands lyrics
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i watched your mother die, 1995. she sleeps like hemingway, you’ll go like sylvia and i will die like elliott smith, even if i don’t like him. i, i just want his hands
and i thought about who i was then: all the songs that i wrote when i was 17 and how they led to the virgin mary, and how she led to david foster wallace. his hands_ it takes some courage to take your own life into your hands. i want the courage, i want to end it. i want my head stuck in the oven. i want a knife and i want a shotgun, so i can be your object of desire
because it gets pathetic when you cannot end it. i want the courage, i want to end it
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