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G.O.A.B.
03:02
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A ghost of me
Across the sea on a balcony
Where they dawn
White pants and crimson fleece
I look forward in time
And there is smallness and sadness
Coating a half dressed figure
Hiding in the shadows
If an illness comes
While I am away
I’ll be smaller yet
And regret everything
My strength slips in the ghost of me
Across the sea on the balcony
A ghost of me
In the halls keeping up with other steps
Feeling faded and tense
The same fear that sped
Now to this moment
Unprojected from the balcony
Seated stiffly in my seat
Half dressed fearing
If an illness comes
While we are away
We’ll be stronger yet
And take back everything
My eyes hollow out thinking
There is nothing anywhere for me
There is a thread that runs
Through my long foretold tracks
Tightening and shrinking me
Which will grown and run right back
If an illness comes
While I am away
I’ll be smaller yet
And regret everything
My strength slips in the ghost of me
Across the sea on the balcony
My eyes hollow out thinking
There is nothing here that’s left for me
Ghost on a balcony
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bewitcher
03:17
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we've all been through it
with the african mask and the brewing
we'll all come to it
see you as such and so grueling
magick has sisters
if you can't live with that i'll resist ya
but i've got dark urges
to unravel and unfurl her
bewitcher
begone the bewitcher
i won't ever snitch you
but i might repel such
a reckless spell you came to
came here from nowhere
and nobody told me
your energy is stolen
and maybe your family
beware the bewitcher
it's out of my picture
my vision of lasting the fervor
and dodging the wicker
i came to
and saw you in the shadow
measuring marrow
i once knew
how to act like you do
and silence a sparrow
your altar lasted
even when you passed it
off a new one
candy on the cold stone tongue
feed me on
pumpkins and peppers
leave it on the floorboards
i may be wrong
seeing your heart
as a soft squash to step on
your altar lasted
even when you passed it
off a new one
candy on the cold stone tongue
we've all been through it
with the african mask and the brewing
we'll all come to it
see you as such and so grueling
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