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sunken pleasure

by sleeps wake

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1.
cover story 04:21
is it first past the post ? first to be born, first to be a ghost is it who has the most ? an empty castle full of hollow toasts was it in the fine print ? to get to the sun you take the moon eternity just a blink everything is coming soon ill cover you if you cover me ill cover you if you cover me there was no judgement day just repetition and repartee there was no easy way to break the bank and getaway in the end theres an end to running out and runaways inertia can be a friend sets you free to never stray ill cover you if you cover me ill cover you if you cover me
2.
laughing at the saddest scenes waking sweating from your dreams pick up where the world left off remembering that you forgot to tilt at everything thats straight any love can turn to hate any glove can hide the crime of yours is yours and mine is mine all the mountains heaving all the ships at bay no matter what youre feeling it fades fades away all the sunsets seething all the broken days no matter where youre bleeding it fades fades away diving for the sunken pleasure driving straight into the sun knowing less is knowing better when you’ve seen what kingdom comes burning maps of foreign climes off the radar off the charts waiting for a church bell chime every ending needs a start all the mountains heaving all the ships at bay no matter what youre feeling it fades fades away all the sunsets seething all the broken days no matter where youre bleeding it fades fades away
3.
one and one 04:25
stay my execution, somebody cut in line binning resolutions, inclined to just recline blinded by my brightness, deaf to all replies dredging for directions or least some dollar signs is this what we have come to, is this the bottom line one and one could become 2, or it could just divide everybody pays to play, every cars a getaway every house a hideaway, every day just one more day silence on the asphalt , whispers in the pines every yarn so heartfelt, my cup is running dry drowning out my own voice, questioning the why scratching for conclusions or at least some kind of rhyme is this what we have come to, clothes flapping on the line one and one could become 2, or it could multiply everybody pays to play, every cars a getaway every house a hideaway, every day just one more day
4.
crumpled in my cummerbund wasted nights in pursuit of fun haloed lights beckoning to come, and be undone curdled milk on naked thighs plausibility can only be denied theres no real pleasure, that doesn’t have to hide the ceiling is peeling the bed is turning blue this motel it won’t tell even if its true all my answers were questionable my objections objectionable bedroom battles we have to lose to win by the minute or by the hour selling truths to lack of power let it all out so none of it seeps in
5.
there’s a punchline for a fist here’s a bucket off the list playing dumb ventriloquist lost and found but never missed over egged but underpaid trying trying under rated over age trying trying where’s the hero for the day where’s a chance to waste away falling down till it all falls through what else would you have me do over easy, under take trying trying under cooked, but over baked trying trying finding hard to lose the day pulling close to push away
6.
still searching for some sun while standing in the rain still waiting for the starters gun seasons without seasoning reasons without reasoning doubting doubts will set me free when the storm is coming round silence is the only sound what you want is never what you need splendid isolation elixir of the nation smallest target biggest dream when the clocks refuse to tock and the dawning has no cock deepest cuts won’t have to bleed when the storm is coming round silence is the only sound what you want is never what you need when the storm is laying down hearts and roofs will feel the pound what you get is never what you see
7.
first a cross, then a nought a destiny that can’t be bought a trickle turns into a rout certainty gives birth to doubt i went to sleep with dogs woke up way to eager to plea big wheel turned to a cog rolling on hands and knees tell me when i take the joke too far in the end were only shooting stars shooting stars waiting for the raising of the bar in the end were only shooting stars shooting stars follow footsteps in the dark 2 by 2 we launch our larks packing lunch but never heat static schedule on repeat i saw the future coming and sheltered in the past repetition can be numbing but it happens way too fast
8.
shelf life 03:39
the chapel of song the battle long gone memories diving with a triple twist hit the surface and never be missed drunken in throngs pitchfork with prongs devils details tumbled down the hill up on shoulders so i can view the kill never knew what i never knew never knew what i never knew sunday so long righting no wrong waiting for some fate to strike me down clouds are parting hear the trumpet sound selfless my self shelf life my wealth pouring bile into a poison well private heaven or a public hell never knew what i never knew never knew what i never knew
9.
fools gold, fullness of being sold no one told you that joke gets old secrets, butts for cigarettes can’t dismember what you forget and the seed is planted night sprawling on the lawn you could take my chances if you could find the dawn and the day is crawling welcome is getting worn you could find your calling beyond the dawn half blessed, but half undressed no one pinned the donkey on this tale side part, hair un messed chalking up a win the whitest whale
10.
bravery was once preserved, measured out in kegs drinking in the coldest draught, or wallow in the dregs over thinnest ice were skating, carving out mistakes were making everything is at arms length, if you’ve got the legs swallow up your breathlessness offer up your curse or bless push the wheel until it comes to rest shallowness was once a curse, the river never dried draining out complexity, a void behind your eyes warm you hands on paper burning, sweating on reversal learning words are wasted on believers, serenity's the prize banish all uncertainty choose a side, come ride with me only lies repeated can ever set you free

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released September 1, 2021

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