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redid one of the songs on pvo pt 3 with my newish telecaster
lyrics:
i'm living in an urban limbo
the only light in this cramped living space is the inches of sun coming through the window
the walls are colored like an envelope, and i'm the bill you don't want to read
my skin is a clay that's had hell raised upon it three times over
most of my hairs decided it was time to leave this abandoned house of a body
i can barely see five feet in front of me
i haven't been able to get up for the past couple hours
my limbs can't do what i want them to do anymore
the sound of cars careening down the street below is the only thing keeping my ears from ringing
there's nothing alive in this apartment anymore
any flies that come through see a no-tell motel
not even termites find much appetite with this place
it's a wonder how i've lived in this landfill for so long
up above the lives of many more fortunate people going about their day
10 stories higher than most of the world, a land that seems to have embraced the bustle that attracted myself at first
and yet i feel like i'm six feet under, encased in the dense smog and grit like leaking garbage
a lingering trash that permeates itself in the soil and never lets go
i've lived here longer than i'd ever care to
but something tells me i won't have to for much longer
i smell blood
i taste blood
lyrics:
i'm living in an urban limbo
the only light in this cramped living space is the inches of sun coming through the window
the walls are colored like an envelope, and i'm the bill you don't want to read
my skin is a clay that's had hell raised upon it three times over
most of my hairs decided it was time to leave this abandoned house of a body
i can barely see five feet in front of me
i haven't been able to get up for the past couple hours
my limbs can't do what i want them to do anymore
the sound of cars careening down the street below is the only thing keeping my ears from ringing
there's nothing alive in this apartment anymore
any flies that come through see a no-tell motel
not even termites find much appetite with this place
it's a wonder how i've lived in this landfill for so long
up above the lives of many more fortunate people going about their day
10 stories higher than most of the world, a land that seems to have embraced the bustle that attracted myself at first
and yet i feel like i'm six feet under, encased in the dense smog and grit like leaking garbage
a lingering trash that permeates itself in the soil and never lets go
i've lived here longer than i'd ever care to
but something tells me i won't have to for much longer
i smell blood
i taste blood
Category Music / All
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