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We are remnants of a time when the dust woke up around us
Wake
And become what the dust intended
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Pressure Points
04:41
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On the bathroom tiles comparing our skin
As if it makes a difference at all
We dont need light when sound fills the room
Because it makes no difference at all
I hear the whistles praise your lips
Just like the coincidence we are
Let the scars speak for themselves and heal
Until theres no distance between us at all
There's a place where their eyes can't see the way
we explode so effortlessly
There's a room where their voice Wont reach us, dear
It feels like I'm healing at last
But What if I'm sober?
And I'm always expecting the worst?
So undress my bones til the marrow shows
I never wanted anything else anyway
When the sun lays itself to rest
And the light creeps home from our eyes
The water drips slowly from your lip
We raise our hands and then flee into the gloom
We are alive and amplified
Our voices sounded down the docks
All the time your hands are tied
By a rope that's just not there
Every time you say our names
we see reluctance in your eyes
When the sun lays itself to rest
And the light creeps home from our eyes
The water drips slowly from your lip
We raise our hands and then flee into the gloom
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In Jest
04:16
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I am the heiress of your gaze
I am the daughter of your eyes
The one that wasn't worth your time, no
Ask my name
We are the knife between your teeth
You stuck inside of your own spine
You misread all the books of your ancestors
I left home before the dust
Inside my lungs made them collapse
And the rain inside my bed seeps into my skin
Say what you will
i know your name
theres not a face you can wear that i havent seen
you may praise all our gods but it seems
that you are what you did to me
I think i read between the lines
Of all their papers bout my tribe
But i didnt hear our names in their voices
Child pry your eyes from all their flags
Before you start to think like them
They live off all the blood coming out their mouth
I am the heiress of your gaze
I am the daughter of your eyes
The one that wasn't worth your time, no
Ask my name
We are the knife between your teeth
You stuck inside of your own spine
How´s it feel to be alive?
Bring your shame and show us what you're here for
Dance for us so you will live another day
Say what you will
i know your name
theres not a face you can wear that i havent seen
you may praise all our gods but it seems
that you are what you did to me
Dance! dance! dance!
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It's this or the train tracks, then
tell me how brave I am
Tell me again and again
Tell me how brave i am
Last year formed cracks in
My skin you can see them. Here!
But that skin was supposed to heal
I'm singing the songs that I
Wrote when i was 16
This world is a phantom itch
My body a pebble in
the soles of my blistered feet
stuck in my bloody skin
Is it weird that i miss it?
The water when I nearly drowned
Nausicaa! Nausicaa!
eschucho sus pasos sobre la montana
sus bocas estan echando,
espuma con algo que no entienden
I shall return my given name
And what came with it back to you
You can remember it in any way
Or light that you may choose
You spoke a vow to shield the pain
And mend the parts that they have bruised
In turn I vow to fill my lungs with silence so I can
Sing of love and know that I will speak the truth
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Rain & Rock
03:30
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Living off dust that i
Ground off my teeth proves
That I would be better off
if Id stayed inside the womb
The roof of this house might
collapse on my head real soon
the matches I got to sell
are soaked there is nothing left
You said that I was supposed to make
this easy for everyone involved in it
I said that you were supposed to be there
when my jaw got the better of me
You said I wasnt supposed to break
at the sight of the harm you caused with this
I said that you were supposed to be there
Like you were before we had to grow up
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6. |
The Matchgirl
04:00
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I was asked by the phossy girls
And the sailors alike
To lend my face to the silver plate
That would carry their pride
I hold my pain to the northern winds
Tilt my head to the right
I'm the bird to your slingshot lips
I'm my own sacrifice
I lay awake on the barricades
Where the moon pulls the light
with one hand dangling to the left
the other one to the right
I Speak of death like a childhood home
I speak of day like it´s night
So may the moon pull me in and then
I´ll be just like the tides
When do I get to try?
I wouldn't commit your writhing heart just yet
Wait for its grounds to be fertile again
Find calm for your heaving lungs in
Polluted air
Breathe out the way you did
Speak like you belong with them in the
Dust filled soil
Act like you can see them
They see you too
Give me back the idea of my womb
Silence my grace with the harm that you do
My sisters grow vines from their tender sleeves
Until the phosphorus eats away at their teeth
But when morning comes you'll see them back on their feet
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