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Gawler Train
04:58
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Call me from the bottom of the deepest part of the ocean
Think the signal got lost somewhere along the way
I know it's not your decision to decide whats best for me
Well I'm not in the right frame of mind to be making decisions anyway
Breakdown in the middle of a simple conversation
Dexed out just to socialize the way a normal person would
I don't remember the last time I ate something good for me
But I'm far too cowardly to do anything about it
Have I ever been okay? I don't remember the last time I was
I don't have that much to stress about but you can bet I'll stress about it until my hair falls out
Good days are impossible nothing seems to make me smile anymore
Except maybe my friends though I'm slowly cutting them off
The last time I was honest I ended up losing them
The last time I'll stop flaunting all the hideous scars on my wrists still bleeding
And I can't see why the hell am I still here
I'll be honest
To hell with breathing
I'm far too comfortable with knowing nobody could ever love me
Think I'm better off this way everybody will be safe
I'm not in control of my emotions and maybe that's okay
Just don't trust me with your heart because I guarantee it would break
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2. |
Estrogen and Eradication
06:19
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There was always a part of me that was missing
There's a hole in my chest that I can't seem to fill
If I started smoking would it help me die faster
So I could feel something again
I guess my pain is something you can't understand
I guess exposure is always a common mistake
I guess my brain is a chemical wasteland
Or something of a dead end street
I don't want you see what's inside my head
'Cause I know that you'll be gone in the morning
I guess I could call you a taxi cab
You can slip out of the back with your high heel shoes
What if I'm too much for you to handle
Too much for you to take
When my wrists are cut open I guess I'm the only one to blame
At the start I wanted this to be a one time thing
Looking for something that wasn't the suicidal thoughts screaming at me
But as time went on I started to notice something in your eyes
And I started to wonder, were you just like me?
If you decide I'm worth calling in the morning
I'll book a flight for us overseas
You're not wanted for your looks but your mysterious personality
But if I'm just an experiment, I guess that's okay
I don't want you to see what's inside my head
'Cause I know that you'll be gone in the morning
I guess I could call you a taxi cab
You can slip out of the back with your high heel shoes
What if I'm too much for you to handle
Too much for you to take
When my wrists are cut open I guess I'm the only one to blame
When the loneliness starts swallowing me
Comforting companionship is all I'll need
Had you told your mother was she so accepting?
I know she'd say that's not the christian way
When you're lying in the bathroom throwing up your last repast
I'll hold your hair back and tell you that you're beautiful
You smile at me and go and brush your teeth
But I saw the scars on your cheeks I know when you're hurting
And if you'd let me I'd like to make you hurt a little less
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Primrose
04:40
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When the rain outside becomes too much
Tiny raindrops on the roof of your tin home like clockwork drums
Ash your half smoked cigarettes on my freckled shoulders
Pretty scars left upon my skin for when I grow older
You pick me up just to watch me fall
And I leave a sinking hole in the pit of your stomach
Drag me out by my boyish hair, my boyish looks
And wherever you leave me
I'll call it home
There is a man he stains my sheets
An encounter accompanied by deafening squeaks
Imperfect posture is what comes natural to me
While he whispers false I love you's through his teeth
You pick me up just to watch me fall
And I leave a sinking hole in the pit of your stomach
Drag me out by my boyish hair, my boyish looks
And wherever you leave me
I'll call it home
Ninety-nine scented candles with a vanilla stench
She relies on the six black dots to gamble with her death
Suicide pacts with her friends but do friends always keep their promises
I'd be dead already if it weren't for the fear of them hanging
Without me
Without me
You pick me up just to watch me fall
And I leave a sinking hole in the pit of your stomach
Drag me out by my boyish hair, my boyish looks
And wherever you leave me
I'll call it home
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4. |
Flaybrick Cemetery
03:52
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There's a dark melancholy in my chest
Can you hear them gnawing on my flesh high on euphoria?
A cipher is what I will ever be
Scorch my skin to mask the scent of the comforting petrichor
How could a man have such eunoia?
Would you lay with me on the asphalt to stare at the parhelion?
But I seem to be drowning in my sorrows
And my hands seem overly tenuous for you to understand
I am being riven by a desperate ache for exsanguination
I'm being left behind in the rapture which I never thought I'd believe in
I wanted to be benevolent but really I'm just problematic
And for that I am rapacious I am a ramshackle person, a vagrant soul
Lost in the wilderness in which there is no return
I am so, so egocentric
You are a paragon of something that I will never be
Saudade, sweeps over me
Only you would appreciate this appricity
I feel so vacuous being so cynical
I have countless violent thoughts that I will never confess to you
Just poke the stick with your seatbelt tourniquets
Enrapture me with the perverse feelings of delirium
I am being riven by a desperate ache for exsanguination
I'm being left behind in the rapture which I never thought I'd believe in
I wanted to be benevolent but really I'm just problematic
And for that I am rapacious I am a ramshackle person, a vagrant soul
Lost in the wilderness in which there is no return
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5. |
Suicide Proof
04:24
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Say something sweet
Something I could recognize by the way you pronounce things
Shoot me if I'm dreaming
I'm feeling so high of the x taking the edge off I'm feeling no stress
Are you looking for someone new?
I know I can't be enough for you but I guess that's cool
You better bury me deep
Cause you'll be the first one I'll come looking for when I'm different
What's the deal with changing the outcome if it all ends up being the same
You rest easy in another's arms while I fall back into my old ways
If you can't show me what the problem is then how do you expect me to change
I'm dysfunctional, you'll leave again when you get bored
But I'll always be here waiting, waiting for you
Counting sheep
Something about the way they move is so mesmerizing
Please don't leave me alone
My head keeps telling me that all my friends despise me
I spend all my nights crying on the floor
Smoking all my cigarettes so my thoughts won't be so loud
Cut cut cut deeper in my skin
Always sleeping so I don't have to think about how my only escape is with a needle and a seatbelt tourniquet
With a seatbelt tourniquet
And I'm losing my friends to them
What's the deal with changing the outcome if it all ends up being the same
You rest easy in another's arms while I fall back into my old ways
If you can't show me what the problem is then how do you expect me to change
I'm dysfunctional, you'll leave again when you get bored
But I'll always be here waiting, waiting for you
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6. |
Blackwell
03:59
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Turn me in, find someone better
Hate to admit the white on my wings are turning black
Look at me what do you see? A traveler with no destination
No future, no balance, no composure
But if you stayed within my reach, I can't promise everything
Take me to your favourite place, the one with the rocks and oak trees
A small dark silhouette in the distance
In a black and white desert where the only colour are my hands
I don't belong here, I am no longer in control
Someone I don't recognize has taken over
Am I to blame? Is this my fault? I don't want to hurt you dear
But if you stayed within my reach, I can't promise everything
Take me to your favourite place, the one with the rocks and oak trees
But who am I to say these things, you should never fall for people like me
I'll take you to every beautiful scenery and kiss you
So you can never go back without tasting me
Like tobacco imprinted on your teeth
I am a mess they're coming out they're taking over
My thoughts are so conflicting
So stay with me please
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7. |
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My head was lost in space
Trying to climb back to the ship but the gravity was too weak
A shadow of a boy
Clapped along to the sounds of my head banging against my bedroom wall
But I would chew on a bullet if it meant the lights of my world would go dim
And the water has too many tidal waves and I've seemed to forgot how to swim
Maybe my back is out of chances, the weight it's carrying seems far too much for me to handle
If I could go back, you know I wouldn't
I wouldn't change a thing
I wouldn't change a thing
Stuck in a closeted place
Surrounded by overcoats and impractical jackets
I think to myself
If I walked out of this closet I could be who I really am
But I think that belt
Would look nice wrapped around my neck instead
But I would chew on a bullet if it meant the lights of my world would go dim
And the water has too many tidal waves and I've seemed to forgot how to swim
Maybe my back is out of chances, the weight it's carrying seems far too much for me to handle
If I could go back, you know I wouldn't
I wouldn't change a thing
Next time I'll be six feet underground
Or at least that's the plan
You can find me hanging in my bedroom
Listening to sad songs
Trying to find the suitable words I can say to you
Without making you disappointed in me
You know I'm sorry you couldn't save me
I'm sorry you couldn't save me
But I would chew on a bullet if it meant the lights of my world would go dim
And the water has too many tidal waves and I've seemed to forgot how to swim
Maybe my back is out of chances, the weight it's carrying seems far too much for me to handle
If I could go back, you know I wouldn't
I wouldn't change a thing
I wouldn't change a thing
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8. |
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I know nobody here
None of my friends are here so what the fuck am I doing here?
I thought I'm not busy tonight so I might as well show my face
Wearing no makeup at all, wearing jeans instead of dresses
I have no clue how to go about these things
But then I saw you
A familiar set of bluish eyes so I say hello
I know you're off you're kite but I'll take you up on that beer
Everything feels alright feeling like I can fit in with the cooler kids drinking whiskey listening to pretty shit music
But I'm cool with it
I'm the shy awkward girl who gets high at parties
The girl who sits in the corner looking after whatever pets in sight
Maybe I could stay for a couple of hours until the walls start closing in
The more people show up the more I feel sick to my stomach
I feel dizzy and compact
Maybe getting high with the stoner kids not a bright idea
I'm feeling paranoid people pile through the door
Most of them I've never seen before
Now I'm sitting by myself
A couple girls try to get me to dance but you know how I am
So uncoordinated and weird nothing feels okay
I'm starting to regret coming to this place
I'm the shy awkward girl who gets high at parties
The girl who sits in the corner looking after whatever pets in sight
Maybe I could stay for a couple of hours until the walls start closing in
The more people show up the more I feel sick to my stomach
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9. |
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Hang with yourself now
I know you don't have many friends but that's okay who needs them?
Will I be enough to satisfy your cravings
To make sense of your mumbled words and misbehaving
Stare through the cracks of your weak skin
Broken silhouettes in the shape of my broken fists
Nothing too intense for you dear
I'm sure you can handle a few purples, blacks and blues here and there
What perfect cold weather for overcoats
I'll apologize countlessly, justifying everything for love
Take control, let me have my way with you
Forget everything you know
Embrace the metallic warmth on your lips
I'll buy you pretty things to make sure you forget
You seem to have walked into the door once again
Do you see through my false intentions
I'll shackle you down if you try to fly
The world is too vile for something so fragile
Besides don't you know that I'm the one who owns you
You know I only have your best interest in mind
What perfect cold weather for overcoats
I'll apologize countlessly, justifying everything for love
Take control, let me have my way with you
Forget everything you know
What perfect cold weather for overcoats
I'll apologize countlessly, justifying everything for love
Take control, let me have my way with you
Forget everything you know
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10. |
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How long has it been?
To think I've had these feelings for over three fucking years
It never goes away
And I never get a break
I would die just for a holiday
Anywhere seems plausible though maybe six feet under would be best
But I can't seem to figure me out
One minute I'm fine the other I have visions of myself
Hanging from the ceiling
And I guess it's just a phase or at least I hope it is
I don't think I can deal with this I'll guess I'll listen to sad songs and slit my wrists
I'm not hopeful for the future, I don't think I've ever been
What's the point if no one around me gives me a chance
I want to prove that I am useful, I want to redeem myself
No more hiding in the shadows, no more hiding
What do I think of your friends?
I think they could talk shit about you a little less
I guess that depends
On what you qualify as friends
People like them are the reasons we're all so fucking sad
It's better than being lonely
I'm not hopeful for the future, I don't think I've ever been
What's the point if no one around me gives me a chance
I want to prove that I am useful, I want to redeem myself
No more hiding in the shadows, no more hiding
But I can't seem to figure me out
One minute I'm fine the other I have visions of myself
Hanging from the ceiling
And I guess it's just a phase or at least I hope it is
I don't think I can deal with this I'll guess I'll listen to sad songs and slit my wrists 'til I'm dead
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11. |
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Dirty clothes on my bedroom floor
A reminder of what I know
To be unclean, people like me
If I'm even a person at all
I'll pick up your favourite books
With the names all scribbled out
To be unsure of where I stand
If I'm even in control anymore
I needed something stronger than aspirin
I knew the pain was here to stay
A vacation long overdue
It's the price I'll pay to be one day free from them
But I know
I'll be dead before I can say hello to you
You'll never know what I am
I am more than incompact
To have that itch in your brain
That you can never seem to scratch
Maybe I don't have what it takes
To retake control of my mind
How can I be satisfied?
When all I seem to do is cry all the time
I needed something stronger than aspirin
I knew the pain was here to stay
A vacation long overdue
It's the price I'll pay to be one day free from them
But I know
I'll be dead before I can say hello to you
Lately I've been thinking of ways to save myself
All my plans have the same outcome which leads me to killing myself
All I do is grab a belt and tie it around my neck
And hang from the ceiling until I get bored and go to bed
I needed something stronger than aspirin
I knew the pain was here to stay
A vacation long overdue
It's the price I'll pay to be one day free from them
But I know
I'll be dead before I can say hello to you
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12. |
Poor Thing
03:49
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Rid yourself of the blood stains
Half a purple appearance is the normal thing
A crowded basement filled with polaroid pictures that I forgot to shake
When I wasn't afraid of loud footsteps
When I wouldn't drink just to forget
The smell of menthols on his breath
I never say what I'm thinking
When the beatings
Never self sufficient just existing
Held captive in a castle
But there's no one coming to save me
I can't fight back I am too weak too damaged he promises more casualty
I can't wash away with the tide
Maybe I could just lay here and die
Most nights I lay awake
His body lays on the other side of this bed
He seems so peaceful when he sleeps
I wish he'd never wake up again
Dime bags and broken bones
No noise except for the constant sound of dial tones
And the smell of perfume on his clothes
I never say what I'm thinking
When the beatings
Never self sufficient just existing
Held captive in a castle
But there's no one coming to save me
I can't fight back I am too weak too damaged he promises more casualty
I can't wash away with the tide
Maybe I could just lay here and die
I never say what I'm thinking
When the beatings
Never self sufficient just existing
Held captive in a castle
But there's no one coming to save me
I can't fight back I am too weak too damaged he promises more casualty
I can't wash away with the tide
Maybe I could just lay here and die
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Ghosthread Adelaide, Australia
18 year old ukulele/guitar player providing you with poor quality songs that will either make you happy or make you want to die there's no in between.
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