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Lisa Crocket
02:45
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dog
bark at the daylight
staying up all night
thinking where did you go
all wrong?
holes
missing piece of time
hanging on the line
of what you've been fed
so long
pass the days
your instinct fades
you're out of mind
open graves
emancipated
calcified
bones
your history and mine
inelegant confines
what's it to break
the law
home
bittersweet surprise
honeydew sunrise
time to irrigate
the lawn
pass the days
your instinct fades
you're out of mind
open graves
emancipated
calcified
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2. |
Dmitri Petrovich
02:30
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systematic operations intertwine
in the lattice of your mind
in the lattice of your mind
myelinated pathways where your habits hide
trace along the dotted line
trace along the dotted line
everything you learned will just turn to dust
but that's alright cause you don't believe it
when you talk it's like a wiki came to life
thesis, body, summarize
thesis, body, summarize
laughter's ringing out into this bitter night
vicious boys picking a fight
must have been 'bout twice your size
everything you love will just turn to dust
but that's alright cause you'll never see it
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3. |
Kimmy Eckman
02:47
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i could always talk to you
i never wanted to
your mouth moving ceaselessly
is it what you need to be free?
standing in the shallows
the moon hangs through the day
modest and hallowed
coaxed the tide away
save it for the afternoon
arrive too soon
chew your tongue like bubblegum
you feel so dumb
standing at the gallows
the truth hangs through the day
immodest and callow
choked the light away
i could always talk to you
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4. |
Ricky Johnson
03:52
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Ricky is driving
he's pulling aside
for passing cars screaming
out the passenger side
fuck you Ricky
pass down the flour
to the woman who stands
with an expectant glower
a silent reprimand
fuck you Ricky
Kenny is screaming
Vicky just cries
dashed on the sidewalk
where Ricky lies
fuck you Ricky
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in '06 Sunny's family left the cul de sac
i guess there's no real harm in looking back
try to see it through your mother's eyes
limp wrist waving as you're rolling by
you slink home high
did you become what you thought you'd become?
in Ricky's basement you survived the bad vibes
Sobe bottles skirt parental oversight
i was there, you pitched the game of your life
ripping fire crackers off through the night
while our parents fight
will it be alright
hush and dim the light
did you become what you thought you'd become?
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