You feel closest to god,
you feel closest to god when I do the devils work
I feel closest to you,
I feel close to you when I'm
Dismissed just like expected,
never taken seriously
Only blamed for expecting
Push the world into a corner,
you bark orders -
Never let me stand post-collapse,
but I suppose that's what my stress disordered.
Since I was told to stay away from Benadryl...
you can DRILL IT INTO MY BRAIN
Shove it down my throat.
Tell me I'm a fuck up - I'M FUCKED UP
You can tell me,
you can tell me again.
Without transportation, we're made to eat dirt.
DRINK until my throat BURNS.
Question what the fuck I spent all this time working for
and why the fuck nothing ever works
I don't know about you, but I forgive myself.
No more exploiting my flaws with your liquid wealth.
Can you forgive?
CAN YOU FORGIVE?
Do you feel like you deserve forgiveness?
You wasted motherfucker.
Walk it off
I'm eating dirt, not to measure my worth
but to show the lengths I'll go to change my world.
You feel closest to god?
Do you feel close to a god?
There's no shame in getting help.
You deserve to live.
released June 4, 2017
Recorded/Edited by Austin Coupe of Lights Out Recordings
Mixed/Mastered by Sam Bottner
Orchestral Instrumentation by Loren Whitaker
Artwork by Ana Massard Photography
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