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Flicker, fall
I was drowning
Your full eyes call
"This is sinew, this is muscle"
"Come down", I call
"I'll let you in here, but you can't stay here"
A window, a door
the cold that's in here was here before
See right through my eyes, see nothing right
Fall right through your hands, slip under,
I push right through this
I don't think
I don't speak my mind in time
We fall like matchsticks, the forest's on fire
Flicker fall, I was drowning
far from shore, take those numbers, so far out now
drowned all four walls. Take them all out, shining, round, black
All eyes console
I'll pick you up now, put you down now
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Wasted in the morning like your sleep-eyed majesty
The feeling in the stomach, is it rising up to be:
That I know that I shouldn't, but I'll call you, anyway
As if it's too be
He's talking to the puddle with the steeple on its side
Your father started crowing, cos he didn't like the site
Of all of these cliches bounding around my room
My filter's on the blink
I've won another battle now I think I'd better leave
But all the seats are taken, so you're stranded next to me
Now it seems as if the cynicism's eating you alive
Feed it to me
You snuck into my present with appalling energy
Smashing all the china as you go
I've never got a minute, but I've lasted all this time
Leave it for me
I've been scratching your names in the toilet walls
"a figure of hope" she said, from all that was before
"As if I wasn't tired of everyone's advice
you've started catching fire"
nauseous and tired
He never thought that you were leaving for something better
You never asked him why he couldn't stay
Making decisions that will weigh on you forever
"is this all platitudes?" I couldn't say
"I get so nervous from just looking out the window, but you've got yourself an offer, now you can't say no"
"He called your bluff with your city boy, he said that you've been a silly girl"
Why do you hide all of this?
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Bad Days
05:54
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Back Out
04:16
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When You Remmember
00:51
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Be Patient
05:49
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Stealing nothing from something’s hands, I was blinding eyes bouncing off the sands
I was paid for
Look behind you and I’m not there. When you get to close you thin out the air
I was over my head
When you look at me as if you’ve never seen the wheels come off There’s cardboard filling spaces in the road
Turn the corner laughing as the sentiment explodes
Your gods have promised everything for you
I’m as sick of this as you are, it’s not simple scratches, not subtle scars, this is painful (they know we know)
Without meaning I burst through the clouds, I dried the soil out, I cracked the ground. Is this over?
Because you look at me as if you’ve never seen the wheels come off There’s cardboard filling spaces in the pavement, in the road
You turn the corner laughing as the sentiment explodes
Your gods are putting everything on you
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Paper Beat Scissors Montreal, Québec
Musical monstrosity deposited in Montreal, Quebec after the first years in Burnley,
England.
Tim Crabtree’s haunting voice burns at the centre of the Paper Beat Scissors sound with an honesty and rawness that skirts discomfort.
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Beautiful, witchy, scrappy, whispery, beautiful folk
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