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SINKING BOAT
 

I could not revive our sinking boat
Let it drown before my heart was cured
I cannot let you stand above me
Well, I don’t know
Let it fall before my heart was cured

Drowned in water
Begging you, baby blue
to shine inside your blur
Feeling the border
We choose setting you
free from this cot where nothing moves

 

We did love but lost our sinking boat
Let it ground before my path was drawn
I wish you walk the skies above me
and leave this hole
Let it go before my path was done
Now I feel my neck was hurt once more
Proving that it was all above me
Then falls like rain
Let it brake before my birth was closed

Burning light
The frosty morning cries
like a child dropped away
Searching for borders
to fall in our storm
Wrapped in dreams of war and love

We did lust but lost our sinking boat
Let it go before my heart was cured
I wish you walk the skies above me
Well, I don’t know
Let it fall before my heart was cured

Now I feel your moon beneath some clouds
I could not change the tone of our moans
but wanted to
Look at me, I’m free, I’m young and pure

KILL ME
 

Naked note books
you get in
as the window hits on the wall

I feel ready
want to lick
the steel to build golden graves

and the fucking moss around

Someone speaks like sore
and it’s not me
but I know we've met before

I can’t find the lies
to eat up the pulp
beat up this light virus

Come, let’s throw up together
Come, let’s throw up together
Come, let’s throw up together
Come, come, come

Leather gas
put your flag again on me

Leather gas
put your flag again on me

Kill me, kill me, fuck me
Kill me, kill me, fuck me
Kill me, kill me, fuck me
Kill me, kill me, fuck me

MFA

My Female Ancestor

They're still there

Can't feel her breathe

Like a stone, her skin hides out

Ice in front of flames

 

He's there, or not

The screams are howls

And like the stones

Her old blood remains there

 

I watch, don't take part

I'd stay but I

Foresight the end, and blow far away

Far

 

Her pain, silent pain

Old heart in pain

I wish that I could draw her will

At which I'm stearing

 

No

No

 

She didn't make a sound at all

She didn't make a sound at all

She wouldn’t make a sound
She didn't make a sound at all

She didn't make a sound at all

She wouldn’t make a sound

 

Thanks

I got you, got you, got you

Thanks

I got you, got you, got you

Thanks

I got you, got you, got you

Thanks

I got you, got you, got you

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