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i was walking
through the bushes on the trail
canopies colliding in shadows and in light
thought i heard a footstep
at a flinch you flew away
you're so gentle
yet forever out on watch
tending to your daughter, making sure she's fed
few obligations
you can always fly away
how can i navigate this world
i'm left sifting through its trash
how can i keep a level head
when the future fades to ash
what must i do
to be like you
gluing your fur
where my body hair once was
growing mighty antlers, shedding velvet clean
transfiguration
to walk in cloven pace
there you'll find me
resting easy in the knolls
simple moments lying, hiding from the shots
of all these sick fucks, our friends their trophies
torn from our grace
don't wanna navigate this world
through public transit drugs and spite
and they can blame me if they want
but i can't deny this life feels right
what must i do
to be like you
facsimile
no relation, no comprehension
fascist disease
nowhere to turn, no safe congregation
and so i flee
and so i flee
we tread carefully in sunlight
we seek guidance from the stars
we attend to unkempt gravestones
hiding ghosts from passing cars
we've no concept of insurance
we can't recollect our pain
we have nothing left to lose
and mouthfuls of berries to gain
we're attacking all the hunters
our hooves trample on their guns
and i'll take you and your fawn down
to a nice spot from the sun
in the grass we'll rest our bodies
no humanity remains
i have nothing left to lose
and a mouthful of berries to gain
we were hiding
in the bushes on the trail
waiting for the moment when that family leaves
so we can all lay
down by our favorite tree
i'm gonna navigate this world
looking out at fields of snow
catching on to sudden movements
sprinting cross the plains
i have nothing left to lose
and through a mouthful of berries i'm
bleating
feeling my heart beating
little hoofprints fleeting
shiver from the cold
through a mouthful of berries i'm
bleating
feeling my heart beating
little hoofprints fleeting
shiver from the cold
shiver from the cold
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lilies
10:36
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in every book
i looked for your name
all your lilies
shine on the brightest days
skipping on asphalt
skanking and moshing
your body
could never contain you
you took my heart
breathed in a new sense of life
where would we be without you
punk music shakes like knives
and then you left
and then you left
on that night
you hovered over our heads
and protected me and damian
while we ate down by the lake
i spent all that season
praying through my tears
in disbelief, in the hope that somehow
you could still be here
through tuscaloosa
back on down to old birmingham
there i'm holding on to your memory
as i'm striking up the band
years and distance
sutures tighten day by day
threaded with the stems of lilies
of living breathing lilies
of fighting skanking lilies
and all that's left to feel is loss
(well you took our hearts
and now you're gone
and all that's left is your love and song
well you took our hearts
and now you're gone) x3
i can only be so abstract about this
well you took our hearts
and now you're gone
and all that's left is your love and song
well you took our hearts
and now you're
and when you left
and when you left
and when you iiiii never entertained afterlife
until i realized
what it'd mean
to see you again
we'd bum cigarettes off each other
by the bar, let the smoke rise up forever
then we'd all go in
to see another band play
no one is turned away
no one is turned away for lack of funds
and nothing's turned away
nothing's turned away from us
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BLESSENED Seattle, Washington
205 / 206 FKA KOSUGI
SPACE SLUDGE FROM HELL
2020 - ???
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