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Fields of Reeds
04:12
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Wandering the fields at night
What is this place to me?
Solitaire game inside my head
I am cold and alone
And I'm cold and alone
Just what are you offering me as
Sanctum of blood? Or a piece of meat?
Either way I fear the fields
I fear the theme, I fear the theme
Hung by viscera
Scooped out eyes
Phallic dismemberment
And pulmonary wound
Killing me slowly I must regret
The cancer that spreads to the overcast
Melancholy house, a guilt so grand
That the mother did not know what to do
Hulking mass of clinging debris
Disaster of this faggot's thoughts
Justified intensity
Can you hear it? Can you feel it?
Can you see it now?
Hurt me more
Hurt me now
Hurt me more
Hurt me now
Hurt me when I need you most
Hurt me when I'm at my lowest point
Hung by viscera
Scooped out eyes
Phallic dismemberment
And pulmonary wound
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My Subtle Body
03:09
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Hurt and alone
Dead inside
You're so
Dead inside
Love and pain
Hurt and Hell
You're so
Dead inside
Free me from this hearts cage
Won't you deal with the cold
I want you, I need you
For this epitaph
Laying in the dirt
You're so beautiful
I could only
Love you
Free me from this hurt
Free me from this hurt
My subtle body
With death on your lips
I'll seek you out
I'll seek you out
Free me from this hurt
Free me from this hurt
Free me from this heart's cage
Won't you deal with the cold
I want you, I need you
For this epitaph
Find a room
Find a room
Hurt yourself
Free yourself
Find a bed
Find a bed
Lay down
And die
Jaundice eyes
Fontanelle
Born again
Born again
Juice the eyes
Juice the eyes
Lick up
The goodness
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doofus Stoke On Trent, UK
I'm a schizophrenic musician from the UK. Just sharing tunes that I make. Most of it influenced by my mental illness and where I am in my life.
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