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There is no hope
11:08
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Welcome to the future
There is no hope
You will be better off dead
Lies
Pissing in the wind
so many lies
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yeah ooh yeah come on
I was sitting in the bath and it was getting cold and it occurred to me that i am getting old. If i were to fall asleep would i drown and if i did would i see you?
If i saw you what would i say?
It wouldn't be like yesterday.
I know what i would like to say but i have a feeling that it wouldn't be ok.
I wish that i was dead but i don't want to die.
My bath is so cold.
My head is a hole.
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Bath
13:56
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I like to have warm baths, the warmer the better.
I like to read in the bath and have a few cigarettes.
I would love to have a bath, wouldn't you?
i would love to bathe with you
My bath water is cold without you in my life.
under the water i can pretend.
I like to read in the bath and have a few cigarettes.
I want to drown your fucking dog in the bath.
I want to rape and kill your granny in the bath.
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Look on the bright side
03:54
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Look on the bright side there is suicide.
look on the bright side.
I would like to have a birthday party at McDonalds
and doesn't it make you feel better
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I hung myself and now i am dead but i can not move because of a noose around my neck.
I am dangling.
It was not as bad as i thought it would be.
I just closed my eyes and you were there right in front of me, smiling.
I am dangling.
I am dancing in the wind.
There you were just smiling at me.
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6. |
The Lost Ones
15:00
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The books have all been read.
The beds have all been made.
The bread is no longer fresh.
The cat no longer sits on my lap.
For the sun to shine down from.
There is no one to argue with or even kiss.
There are no roads.
None that lead anywhere anyway.
There are no cars where i come from.
There is no sky for the Sun to shine down from.
There is no one to argue with or even kiss.
There are no roads.
None that lead anywhere anyway.
The books have all been read.
The beds have all been made.
The bread is no longer fresh.
The cat no longer sits on my lap.
This is for the the lost ones
the ones on fire
the buried
the deep
the ones that go
This one goes out to the one who left me with itchy feet
There are no Ojo's on a whim.
No long walks for a swim.
All the pools have dried up.
There are no cars passing me by.
There are no people, only passers by.
I stare at the wall and a small bottle of Satay sauce.
No more
No more
No more
No more
Noo mor
More no
More no
No more
No more
Nor ma
maaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Memories
New memories
New memories
Implants
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I buy plants because i miss you
I have a lot of plants now
you would like them
I still have the ones you gave me for Christmas
They are growing still
I am looking after them
I looked after you
You left me with plants, a tooth, a night light wave machine and athletes foot.
I have never had athletes foot in my life
It itches so much
My brain itches from memories that i can not scratch
I will make the tooth into a necklace one day
i promise
i will not wear it though but i will keep it in that drawer of things
The days go by so slowly
At least i have a lot of plants to look after now
"I loved you more than i have loved anyone. i never wanted us to break up"
Your words haunt me, like cold pizza in the morning
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