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from Hand Painted Model Trains (Deluxe) by Unsung

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lyrics

Brilliant flashes and distractions all around me
hope lose focus. front doors open
and the coast don't sweep neath teeth when they broken
and the floorboards need swept neath rugs
crying to a christ when you need hugs
sit still moping
stand up pace around will somebody feed us
throw up hoping that you wake up
frozen is the cake from the last choked up
birthday you woke up
face stuck
frozen as the past that you made of
smoke in the air
no chance to repair
or inhale
just let go
it's a fist to the bone
where it broke and the cast
just reminds you of hope
but no growth ever happens
and your leg starts to limp
and the fracture is stiff
in the rain and the wind
and a terror as real as mortality
creeps
and I try to walk home but I'm swept from my feet

I don't like to write to these beats
just make em stack em up hoard em
keep em safe store em
blank spots and boredom
hate em deeper praise the speakers
trace my fingers on the monitor
to think about what could have been
I should have said it different
but time is thin
I wish I had some different skin
thicker or just quicker when it mattered
stuck to painting but the difference is
speaking demon and my legs are leaving
while I'm standing still
split in 3 segments while I'm waiting
for my death to build
dirt mounds near my town
hold it up shut it down
need to get these words out
my mouth is echoing to my ears
only days i can hear
are only days that I have peers
i won't accept your compliments
but they will make my bones strong
just like all these fractures do
I wish I had you
ghosts upon the shelf
hibernate in picture frames
ghosts that walk the halls
fold the light like paper cranes