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There I was laying on bed sheets
Looking at the dust flying in the sun
Climbing through my broken blinds
I don't regret the moments I took from you
Maybe now the dirt can recall me better than you did
But my face wasn't wine so I don't think so
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Twigs and Stems
04:46
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I woke up in bed
Covered in twigs and stems
Biting your cheek so you can't stay
I took out my hands and watched my fingertips
Dripping colors from my dreams
Do you see what I see?
I can't see the bags
Under your eyes pouring
Over growth the forest floor encroaching on your bony chin
I took out my hands and watched my fingertips
Dripping colors from my dreams
Ripping your eyeballs into reams
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Nesting Habits
03:21
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I don't think you know what you are
Other than what you thought you once were
But not you're the nest in my palm
And so it rests between my thumbs
Don't come to me when you want to clean your wings
I don't think you know what I'm capable of
Don't drag your feet under my skin
You think you can lay your kin in my place
Your toxic thoughts are spreading on my space
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Like A Bug
05:21
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I saw you sleeping like a bug
Coiled up against the wall
Falling thoughts upon the rug
I stood there unsure of what to say
You told me that you changed
But I can see through those glass cheeks
And the tongue that bites them
You're bleeding again
I see you crawling out from your spinal chord
I see you holding onto your crumbling skin
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Dirty Dishes
05:37
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I'm so tired of your dirty dishes
And they lay in our sink
Oh you dropped my jaw
My only form of communication
A leaf fell from the bone
Holding back what I never spoke
So I rolled into the rug
The fibers listen to my thoughts
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I climbed into a crack that opened from your back
When you bent forward I crawled inside
Taking note of porcelain
What is your composition?
I waited for the day to subside
There are markings on the wall
Has someone been here before?
I took a breath with every step I took
From the depths I heard a call
Can you hear it too?
Am I breathing too loud?
Are you frightened too?
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Tying Strings
03:03
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Tying strings to doorknobs
Pulling out my loose teeth
I waited for that day to come
But all that came was yesterdays reluctancies
Looking past my vacant tongue
A presence of a breath is gone
Maybe back when I dropped my lungs
From drinking the air your mouth
The sweet nectar of empty promises
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Detritus
02:36
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Trace back patchwork recollection
I've done my best to forget
Sifting the rot that blankets the ground
At the base of this tree
We were scattered seeds
Doomed to repeat this cycle it seems
Grow and decay
Repeat it's all the same
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Meristems
04:10
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I tied my thoughts into a stem
And tried to go outside
I hate this house walls are caving in
I can't breathe my lungs are wearing thin
I walked beneath meristems
They held me down
I let them
I'm growing older
And my skin will too
Can you tell that I reached out?
I'll take you with me too
I sank so far couldn't have known
Where I began since you were gone
So long ago
But I shall remain
Oh I will remain
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Bone/Fracture
06:49
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I'm a root on your pore
So pull me out
And I am under your skin
But I am growing thin
It's every other word that isn't on your lips
It's the polyvagal nerve twitch
Your head sends a message for your throat to constrict
And you know that you're no good at hiding it
Your roots are exposed
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Dry Remains
05:36
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You stood upside down
Your molars hanging by a thread
Outside of your mouth
Salivating
Waiting for me to run
I am stuck here
I am wasting under leaves
I thought you would decompose long ago
I thought you would never leave
The fungi is climbing over me
I sank into the dirt
My lips have become
The tangible manifestations
Of my aching thirst
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Moss Jaw Kalamazoo, Michigan
Compositionally dynamic, organic soundscapes cultivated by four
pals.
Evan Asher - drums
Kayley Kerastas - vocals/guitar
Max Murray - bass/keys/baritone guitar
Russ Wagner - guitar/keys/vocals
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