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HAPPINESS
03:33
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nothing but ringing in my ears
i dance to the sound of my beating and broken heart
once again i felt nothing and no pain
i year for a feeling more than this
i swear every hour i grow colder
watching your eyes from every corner
tell me now who will win give yourself over now before i loose my skin
tell me now if in the wreckage i will find myself alive
routine acquaintances, the sudden urge to gouge both of my eyeballs out
routine acquaintances, the beating, the bleeding
for something more than this
picking up my ticket for the long day ahead, tired in every aspect
suddenly i'm nervous for replies
the 12am anxieties i always try and hide
the dreams have begun again
the dreams have begun again and i'm fading away
nothing to do, nothing but ringing in my ears and the dreams that start up again
these sentences, these words that just appear in my mind
i'm fading
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EDINBURGH WAVERLEY
03:20
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corridors with plastic floors, running to the radio every day and once more
the jury rests its case, i'm torn and rooted in place on the way to Waverley
like a stranger saying what's right i want to put my fist in your eye, Waverley
close your eyes, you needed me
close your eyes, you need me
closure is what i need
close your eyes, what am i to you?
an indifferent place, another point of view?
colourful fumes, your voice haunts me too, your scent follows me around like a ghost in this town
solid as they seem, your foundations crumbled me, on the way to Waverley
distancing, distracting, in a minute i'll be pacing
just letting the cold seep through my bones
horrendous fear of choking
my thoughts again provoking
your eyes melt my bones like glue, familiar face i wish i knew
close your eyes, close your ears
speak no evil, hear no fear
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LOZENGERS
02:40
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walking on euphoria but jumping in the pits
i drove my hearse into my funeral bed. the cough sweet worked just fine, i’m feeling like pacing at 3am my thoughts collide help me
the doctor said to stay away so help me
sick to death of hearing the same names and places so devoid of colour we're barely even conscious
to take a step back would be a shot in the foot
my tireless anxieties crippled with this guilt
and now i feel a sense pain i’m sorry you feel tired i hope you can be alive again
i don’t want to think of the paths that will mould us, you’re terrified of moving, whilst i’m living in the moment
all i want is one day at a time,the comfortable silences gave me life
and now i feel sense of pride
i think i can sleep tonight
the sickness, the shakes, but at least my heart is back again
then i threw up
all of my guts
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PRODIGAL SON
03:17
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these thoughts have taken a hold of me
now i’m lost in the knowledge of uncertainty, like the moon would speak to my weeping pen, contemplation hours always in my head
quicksand and troubled hands, home is not a familiar face
guards down you ran as fast as you could, towards the sinking feeling in the pit of your being
contact lens dry, contact lenses aren’t meant for tired eyes
too familiar with the feeling of unwanted, flatlining and always being haunted
the holy trinity that feel no pain unstoppable yet dissenting to find a sense of gain
NEVERTHELESS YOU DON’T ALLOW YOURSELF TO FEEL
I’M SCARED OF FALLING BUT I HAVE NO FEARS
AND INDEED I FELT THE NEED TO CRY LET LOOSE THE MONSTER THE CROAKING IN MY CHEST
DON’T RUN IN FACT I’M GLAD YOU ONLY SHOWED YOURSELF NOW, THE SOLUTION IS ABOVE THE GROUND
when did you take it all and fill your veins right up?
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dissenter UK
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independent alt musician based in Scotland, passing on the passion
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