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Clover
02:17
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The grass isn’t greener over here. If time’s my crutch then why do I still fear it? I know I shouldn’t be so hung up on today. You don’t live forever is what they say. I never wanted that anyway. Do I still keep your head warm? Am I still documenting your memories? Am I still laminated over? Am I still your four leaf clover? Do you remember?
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Recluse
02:08
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Pin me down I’m hanging loosely from a thread. Spinning like the ceiling fan, fuck your system you’ll save yourself instead. Take your time. I wanna feel you slip that knife between my ribs, puncture my lungs and get it over with. If these objects in the mirror are closer than they appear then why do I feel so far away? I’ve got this glass, it’s caught underneath my skin. I can’t figure it out why can’t I seem to shed it? I’m losing focus. These spiders crawl right down my throat. Dig a little deeper I’ll be your home. Things end that’s just how the story goes. Cut it out. Where’s my life and energy? I talk to you every day you just can’t hear me.
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Broken Limbs
02:58
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My grip is too fragile, this branch is too weak. I know you’ll forget me eventually. I’m the one who unhooks mid-September breeze. I know I can’t handle what November brings. Do you see the potential that we’ve wasted? Can you hear me? When you’re passing by come down and fix this. I know you’re out there. Pull me aboard and cut off my fin. Throw me back I’m drowning in my own ocean. I know there’s a witness every single time. You kill to consume, I kill to survive.
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Harvey Squeeze
03:09
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Closer to the skin. I could let you creep in. Like poison ivy sunburnt. I just wanted a friend. To break open my skin. Take some bleach and dump it in. The timing isn’t perfect, but nothing ever is. I’ll tell myself another story. I’ve been trapped up in my head for far too long. That I don’t think you’d recognize me. When something doesn’t work right. Bulletproof, am I? Wasting your time. I’m dripping from the seams. I’m like basically bone dry. Take one for the team. Open sores to let them breathe. You look so lovely when you sleep. Your lungs fill with irony.
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Sublingual
03:35
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Allergic. I react. Pull my strings and I’ll collapse. If I walk in the sand the tide will cover my footprints, so you’ll never know where I am. You can’t change me. Make me. I taste blood. I think I bit my tongue. A little harder next time maybe I could cut it off. I drew a picture of life and gave everyone plastic eyes. A creative design heavily inspired by modern life. Fracture. Repeat. Break my exterior and swallow me. change me, make me right.
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Reduced Living
02:05
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I wanna lose weight. I wanna feel better today. I don’t wanna walk this line it’s too fucking straight. I wanna learn the hard way because if I just do what you say, then I won’t learn anything. I wanna eat healthier because the food I consume will most likely kill me and I wanna choose when I will die. I wanna open up and let people in without fear of them taking advantage of it. I wanna love. I wanna break. Open my chest and suffocate the person I think I am because I know I can change. I wanna live unafraid and stop blaming myself for a bridge I didn’t break.
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Pulling Teeth
04:24
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I’m burning pages all these words you never read. Spoiler alert, everyone dies in the end. Chemistry can be so hard to understand when you’re left open like another dissection. I’ll try my best not to leak out on your floor. Are you lost in the medicine cabinet? I know those drugs look exactly the same. Just give me something to poison my insides. I don’t wanna be awake. But did I fail to mention? That if you played with my teeth again. I wasn’t liable for broken skin. Why don’t you ever listen? I’m making promises I know I can’t keep. Just like a river constantly going downstream. How does life look from under your microscope? I broke all my fingers I can’t hold this on my own. I may have bitten off more than I can chew, so I’ve got no more teeth for you.
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Passing Through
02:09
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I don’t care about anything anymore. This silence is louder now than ever before. If I let this go and walk myself home. You fucking liar you weren’t alone. I don’t want to know. I don’t need to know. Where you lay your head at night, doesn’t even concern me. I’ll pass through you like a falcon punch. I don’t give a fuck about anything you’ve got to say. You’re so polished perfect, do you like that broke frame? If I let this go and cover my eyes, will you forget me like you did last time?
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Plenary
03:48
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Go ahead and choke on this. Wishing wells I tend to drown myself in. Desperately seeking change. You crawled in my head and we died that way. If you’re the casket, please hold my body. Because honestly, I just feel like rotting. As my paint chips, new skin will surface. I won’t let you suffocate me. Is that all that you’ve got? I’ll take the bullet if you’re the one who takes the shot. I watched the burden you carried become my own, catch fire, and then burn out. I can make a difference. I’ve got nothing left to lose. I buried all these ashes. And flowers started to bloom. Please hold my body.
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A New State Saint Louis, Missouri
A New State is a three-piece hard, progressive rock band from St. Louis, MO. When asked to describe our sound our only answer is a sword being ripped from its sheath: loud and ready to rock.
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