1. |
room 377
01:24
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u wear ur halo
golden ring, pretty hole
as angels on ur shoulders
look away from what u stole
u wear ur halo
as homos get stoned
as disowned dolls dance alone
separated by glass
u spare a glance then look away from what u
fucking stole
hey heaven, where's my halo?
hey heaven, where's my halo?
hey heaven, where's my halo?
hey heaven, where's my halo?
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2. |
ladies'
01:23
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labyrinth of walls
it's all my fault
it's all my fault
ready, set, crawl
labyrinth of walls
the smell of alcohol
n sharpies in bathroom stalls, it's all
my fault, it's all my
own blood held back by tights n it's all my fault
starin at my thighs n it's all my fault
skin reads 'cut out for a fight' n it's all my fault
u can't confine me
ready, set, crawl
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3. |
katti-batti
01:43
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they love me
they love me not
n i suck it up cuz at least
we're ride or die
on this
seesaw
u raise my trust
only to let me down again
n i do the same to u, yah it's just
fun n games among friends
i love u
i love u not
yah as we
pretend to feel the same cuz at least
we're ride or die on this seesaw
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4. |
amla
01:08
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ur grief n grievances get tangled up
did they give too little, did u give enough?
ur hurt tears
out in clumps
ur hairbrush
collects dust
too fucked, no
condition
so this grudge
will not come undone
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5. |
""taare zameen par""
02:49
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gentle apathy
from the a.m. sky
like seroquel
n abilify
on the hour n a half train ride
out to vulcan way where i'll find
that same production line
same minimum wage, same overtime
same aunties working in silence, same
supervisor who asked my
coworker if she knew
whether i'm truly a girl
n i'm a woman but when i was a kid
my dad showed me star trek
n tho i never really got into it
this morning i can't help but dreaming
of another life
beyond the tragic irony
of yet another placid sunrise
i let my mind meander
to the bottom of the ocean brine
befriend starfish who beg me remember
before all this pressure, they once knew how to fly
fly
p.a. crackle lets me know i've arrived
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