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Antiquate The Argument
04:58
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our image stains stone
etched eulogic amour
gets off on shame again
flatline fantasy closer
brings elation false rewards
his acts of service Years worth
and crime yet convicted
his ardor for black and blue
all in extremity
brought the monster closer
and closer
(Rope tight lies)
Enticed by
(Gray dull eyes)
the pretense
(Rope tight lies)
Pulled taught
(You said abide)
Fibers burning by
his own accord
(No air)
(rope tight lies)
enticed by
(gray dull eyes)
the pretense
(you said abide)
pulled taught
(we tried) (We tried)
fibers burning by
his own accord
no air
one wrong turn away
false steps give way
to these mistakes
until I break
outliers to remedy
no one to trust
no one
outliers to a remedy
no one to trust
no one
derisive comments
mame future prospects
derisive comments
mame future prospects
no air
no air
antagonized
then sexualized
antagonized
then sexualized
antagonized
eyes just like
then sexualized
daggers gouge
desire breeds horrid grounds
antagonized
eyes just like
then sexualized
daggers gouge
antagonized
eyes just like
then sexualized
daggers gouge
antiquate the argument
for love, just, fair, kind, any
willing at all
when humility’s
method acting
'schadenfreude'
'schadenfreude'
and I stare back not unlike a still life
Are you elated?
Are you happy?
outliers to a remedy
no one to trust, there’s just you
outliers to a remedy
no one to trust; just you
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2. |
Indisposed
07:18
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I stare through the window
But the light feels so far away
I stare through the window
but it’s screams stand back
don’t try today
indisposed by these trips to the doctor
incapacitated. No tunnel in sight
sobriety’s more expensive than the profit
so how can I give myself
when there’s nothing to give
maybe someday I’ll love you,
but I can’t keep the sickness at bay
maybe someday I’ll follow through
but this pain’s left me counting my days
writing for everyone but myself
ignoring my own chapters
I chase mangled threads
The windows closing, I see it.
And if I don’t try now, I might be dead
I love the sweetness in you when I see it
Word of mouth shows there’s none in sight
but I’ll never get a confirmation If I contemplate
and not try
there must be some way to follow through but
each touch gets worse by the day
maybe someday I’ll hold you, but til then
I’m just keeping pace
this weak mind’s out of things to say
looking for a purpose
yet again, I’m lost, not found
a terse encounter botched this
yet again, I’ve lost don’t try
How many times can you repeat the same lines
How many times can you repeat the same lies
How many excuses can you make
to stop living your life
just fight for your life
(time it takes just to time it takes
I’d trade this all away. Just to stay)
You’ve been here before
just here
just fight for your life .
(time it takes just to Time it takes—
II’d trade this all away. just to stay well)
how many times can you repeat the same lines
how many times can you repeat the same lies
the love you left in Boston and the
friends you left behind
(cause you're just here
wasting away)
days gone and past
The road you felt a love for once
your lips now hardly part
the rooftops where you spilled your heart alive
have you forgot
that you’re just here
Wasting away.
Remember
you’re here
here
you’ve been here.
you’ve been here.
maybe some day
Maybe someday I’ll be well.
Maybe someday I’ll be well.
I remember the drive home
And I remember the sickness I bore alone
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Indisposed Chicago, Illinois
Emo & Skramz.
Chicago based.
Nina Palumbo (Guitar + Vocals), George Bach(Bass), Andrew Robbins (Guitar), and Goose Diegans (Drums + Vocals)
indisposed.chi@gmail.com
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