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a list of what i want to forget the most.

from Lacuna by Defcee and knowsthetime

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HOOK:
Pullin teeth from my ribs.
Crow beaks on my bib.
The police sellin sleep by my crib.
Candlelit vigils.
Smellin wreaths in the wind.
Hen and grease in my grin.
Twisted trees in my Tims.
Withered wings in my back.
Fightin off a seven-nation army with a sling full of tacks.
Riots in my dreams when I nap.
Fires in the mirror. Smoke sweeps through the cracks.

When it feels like the pain disappears.
Cryin on the pamphlet til his name is a smear.
How my eyes feel ashamed when they’re clear.
At a wake every year, crystal breaks in my beard.
Cemetery dirt on my shoes.
Hella purp in the pews.
When we’re hurt, it’s perfume.
This hex in my head, on my heart.
Feelin like I been the real cousin of death from the start.

HOOK

Corvus visited me in a dream, and had a half-moon face.
Said, “Life’s a math class, and heaven’s a bathroom break.”
I said, “Wait…did I do enough?”
Snapped awake, and the question still chewed me up.
Flinch when I hear police sirens,
or calls from numbers I haven’t heard from in a while make me freeze, silent.
Who’s gonna save my solar system? Planets in its orbit
keep dyin, people buyin spaceships to speed by em.

HOOK

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from Lacuna, released December 1, 2019
(I. Carroll, A. Levin)

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