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Say Heaven
03:27
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The bullet hits the brain
The pressures off
I ain’t hurting
I don’t want it
I don’t need it
But the act is strange
I can’t look away
I’m still in my way
I can't see past me
When the body aches
It hurts your brain
It hurts more
There’s something foreign
Something strange
There’s something augmented
It keeps me up
It makes me stiff
Haven’t been like this
Jackson 1.0
It fixed my glucose
Jackson 2.0
It keeps my arm whole
Don’t want what’s coming
I’ll leave before then
The bullet hits the brain
A new addition
That I could decide
Still don’t want it
Still don’t need it
But I can’t stop seeing
I can’t look away
I’m still in my way
I can’t see past me
I bring my teeth
I bring some laughs
No one laughs but its better
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Not hard to please
But I’m hard to impress
I just can’t believe
I’ve been made like this
I’m being drained from my fingertips
Even in calm I gasp and flinch
The muscle memory makes me regress
Don’t reach for me or I’ll be sick
I’m tired of living in the Miracle Realm
Its a little lonely when theres few walking about
The Miracle Realm
Ain’t as bright as it seems
I just can’t believe
This is where you’d want to be
The Miracle Paradox
Is so exhausting
As luck would have it
I’m pretty unlucky
I’m on eye level
With a flattened out rat
Hurt and broke
And no one looks back
But even i know
That thats not that
'Cause humans bring fear
That animals don’t have
Am I here because i got up
Or was it the Miracle Paradox?
I’m tired of living in the miracle realm
Those of us here just want to get out
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Poltergeist
02:35
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Doing the most to fill it up once i wake up
I cradle my jaw when I looked in the mirror
If its nice its a winner
But I don't decide what feels nice
I execute basic plans
But the days never change
It was a midnight snack
And now i'm tearing my face
Wanting to be what hangs on the walls
Wanting to see what Its like myself
If its nice its a winner
But i don't decide what feels nice
I execute basic plans
But the numbers never change
Don't let them catch you bleed
Its shameful out in public
But if caught carrying less
Its nice to be in public
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Risks
04:05
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Unimpressed with the tree that fell back home
Cut down to size like those it gave shade to
Sitting around with someone that I do not know
One day I feel I’ll feel that this is normal
Cut down to size like those it gave shade to
Cut down to size like those cut down too
Afraid to pour down rain on the flowers
A toe in the soil but unable to give aid to
I’ve
Elevated risks
Till I don’t know a risk when I see it
Coming prepared tall and undefeated
One night
Unimpressed with myself in this moment
Unimpressed that I want what I can’t get
Unimpressed i can’t seem to lose it enough
Unimpressed with seeing less
Trying to remember who it is that I’m looking at
Impressed I have to look up to see who’s looking back
Happy to angle my lips for a photograph
Happy to see someone else looking back
It won’t seem unfamiliar
After all
Pass the Reaper down on purpose; I want to
Passed him down on purpose I have to
Inherited from an act some years ago
Significant or not unless I say so
If I’m underneath I'm still on top
If my back breaks at least I get what I want
If you're patient you can get what you want
If I take a risk I’ll get what i want
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Late Night Cable Richmond, Virginia
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