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shunner - cusp كلمات الأغنية

this road it seems is beveled towards the center
reckoner six wing aviary splendor
kagemaru himeno and the dust settled in the cracks
nine millimeter, centipede, and henrietta lacks

cusp:
five years in the barrel
no second thoughts hiding underneath my tongue
you know how it is out here between all of these particles
out here in the wretch
who is your god in the final hours of daylight?
what gardens does she promenade with nothing in her hands?
blank eyes of marble, no need to sink the titanic again
at least not without me in it

everything’s a little lighter in the right kind of pocket
everything’s a little flame in a tight wound battle cast stone
“rough hundred lightyears from here to the river
why the h_ll you’d ever think about going it alone?”

it all it seems is beveled towards the center
birthday wooden bowl and the acrylic claws of dementia
i can’t access my memories dependably any more
let me sink to the bottom of the substrate, where i belong
this is just like the time i ate your guts to keep kicking, just to keep kicking
this is just like the time i ate your guts to keep kicking, just to keep kicking
all i want is for you just to keep kicking, and i’ll return the favor
but for now though, honey, i’ll soon taste better if you let me marinate
and he says:
everything’s a little lighter in the right kind of pocket
everything’s a little flame in a tight wound battle cast stone
“rough hundred lightyears from here to the river
“why the h_ll you’d ever think about going it alone?”

a resonant gust of crestfallen cherubim searching for their last eye in a banquet of snow
this is where they said it starts, this is where we’ll go below
a resonant gust of crestfallen cherubim who’ll never find their last glass eye in a banquet of snow
this is where they say it ends, this is where we’ll go below

everything’s a little lighter
everything’s a little flame
traveled the whole rough hundred light years
and the throbbing’s never waned
there’s so much left to worry for
so many brain cells left to waste
better now than later though
i’ll add salt just enough to taste

- shunner

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