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I hazard a guess, you left me this dress
On the floor and nothing more
To sanctify in herbs, and remedies
A puppet to your needs

Never find a surface lurking behind
Surrendering to all potentials
Focusing on the bleak and the paid
Worth it? It's so deranged in me

Insulting my favourite game
Your memories are what I deserve
Mimicry to the solid tune
In language I thought I heard

So what of love when a visitor speaks nothing
But riddles and contradictions
I know when I'm asleep, I'm thinking of something new
That you deliver to my optimism

The curtain is hollow
And dwelling in serenity
I'm hopeless in sorrow
And infinity - the dust that I feed
I'm trying to swallow
Another pill ground into powder
Snorting the dream that is left to my
other half - still lying in me

Perhaps an alternative can bring a blessing to this forlorn night
Collectives surrounding the paranoid and distant unlight

And from this day I was nothing, and yet everything
Came to be in the words that I've yet to write
Even with disillusion I pride on the sudden drafts
It seems unfair, but I'm living it out for free

I sold my soul for everything to believe
I sold my soul to let it become whole

Touching me yet I've forgotten who I am
Is it deserved or will I die in my own hands

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from Punctual, released August 11, 2021

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