1. |
the space we keep
01:48
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Knives out
We fight for real this time
I never meant to be right
I don’t know who’s right
It’s a deep sigh in my mind’s eye
Can’t breath as I remember
What it was like
What it’s like
Disordered breathing and thoughts sync up
With these anxious dreams
In this space we keep
Our eyes intertwined
With silence stealing the finish line
We can’t go back in time
Inhaling, exhaling
Sweet absent breath next to mine
Savor devotion suspended in time
Soft beaded sweat
Late nights out
Exhilaration
Get off, Get off
Get off
Held tight to the chest
That you’d rather protect
These expectations invite regret
Broken, but stronger
And more intact
These flowers will wilt
While these words will last
There’s a life to be lived
Promises to be kept
And moving forward
Is all we have left
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2. |
asleep on park
02:40
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Berating the battered
The bruised relentlessly villainized
Through violent contrast
Forced to adhere
To identical seams
Pieces that don’t fit
And never could
Driving divide
Full force and flinching
Asleep on Park
While energy leaks
Cold rain is soaking
Skin through to bone
Existence shouldn’t look like this
Blood sucked deep from every organ
It spills in another dimension
Where there is
No air, no soil, no sun
Just aches, sharp tastes
Night terrors to replace
Each seed we’ve buried below
While insurrection bubbles beneath
Building to break through
The binds that have been wrapped tight
A million lives born together but
Separated by constructs
We never consented to
A choir of voices condemn
Bootstraps thrown at us
Like led life jackets
And we’re done
Trading minimum sums
In exchange for blood
Floating among
Billions laid down before us
We are far too loud
To continue to ignore us
Climbing numbers
Impossible Standards
Lifeless sick bastards
Won’t convince us to suffer
Portraits of dreams
Aching and ruined
Fictions collapse
Fight for your lives
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3. |
stars falling fast
03:25
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Run out of breath
It’s all been spent
Time lapse rot fast
Feeding off debt
Convinced it’s for others to fix
Displaced by apathy
Turned away Toward garbage peaks
Ivory towers
Suspect desire
Like stars falling fast
So too soon this will collapse
They’ll just say it’s not right
But progress will get us by
You’ll be sitting in shit
Before the sun begins to rise
Watching the whole world burn
Right before our eyes
There’s rhythm disruptions
But not enough this time
When money is screaming
Obstructing, misleading
There’s so much more than
What the surface implies
Is it worth it to shelter
Behind passive eyes
Before the sun burns out
And the sky descends
Before the waters dry up
And we reach the end
Ready yourselves
Ready yourselves
While the earth is still breathing
Drag them straight to hell
Sky dust and wavering tenses
Designed to set fires
To the lives we’ve been living
How can we be expected to breathe?
Air filled with ashes, soot and hot wax
Can this ever be taken back?
Void of life
A spoiled home filled with fumes and gas
Of a planet long past
Sitting illuminated by the fiery glow of oil gardens
Extermination is another man’s wealth
Replacing a home
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4. |
calm simple sweet
02:03
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There’s no escape
We lost a part of us
There in the dust and clay
No one will notice
Nor grieve for the faceless you’ve scorned
We wonder why nothing changes
In apathy we’ll carry on
When the guards fill their pockets
Smiles linger on their faces
We ignore the sickness they watch with
We look away, we look away
Who do we blame
For those cages, human cages
Blaming people seeking more
We look away, we look away
We look away, we look away
Found a mirror in the back of a book
What was absurd was the wanting that came forth
The sick end of a frequent memory
buried behind pages of fantasy
It was - calm. Simple. Sweet.
Weaving lies and sympathy
to read in classrooms and churches
by teachers and preachers
Is this healing or concealing
a means to an end?
Building Walls
Breaking Bones
Building walls
Stealing souls
Throwing stones
Maintain Control
Where did you come from?
Why is this home?
What is the point in refusing to grow?
When bitterness turns to bloodshed and control
Where did you come from?
Why is this home?
What is the point in refusing to grow
Bitterness, bloodshed control
Control
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5. |
to be bruised
03:46
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Raptured
Detached
Floating above a body going numb
Every particle disconnected
Spirit ripped from flesh
Temporarily dispossessed
Knowing the center will cave in
Withdrawn but lucid
Tethered by circumstance
To be bruised
To be fucked
Confusion turns to regret
Waiting for the drop back into oblivion
I woke up on an operating table
I never agreed to be laid down upon
Yet
Here you are grabbing, starving, pulling, slicing
Your hands greedy and shaking
Along with the Rattling wails of past lovers you failed to keep
And here I am weeping full of sleet and sand
Get your hands off me
Get your hands off me
Creeping late into a gritty grate
We slid down together
You pushed me down further
Hollow eyes
Clenched fists
Dried mouth
Baptizing me in fear
To swing or to suffer
I’m still treading water
These moments collapse
With eyes wide and blacked out
Heart fissures leaking
So fragile, suddenly
Holding out hope
I’ll make it out alive
I’ll make it out alive
You said somehow this was the choice I made
As though I craved the dagger
To be run right through me
Spine pulled tight, cracking
One day you’ll sink deeper than i have
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6. |
in violence we trust
05:13
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Long night drives
Divided by tear gas and red lights
A slight chill
A vibrance magnified by silence
And glancing from the window
Flames engulf a silhouette
I once knew
Now it’s different
Now it’s not you
Where does this go?
How far from home
Can this vehicle take me?
And when will I know that it’s over?
When will I know what’s been taken
Is cooled and snowed
With an acid blanket of destruction
Solid torture
From the front lines
Masked by
Long farewells
The lies we all believed
The promises that we
Failed to receive
Could they blame me?
Break Speed chasm flying like dawn
Down a bridge beat to bursting
Surfing on the clouds beneath us
Like it might be thick enough in this hazy state
Not to drop us
When the sightless seek
The last chance to find this lost land
Long after we’ve forgotten
It’s easy to say what you would do to stop this
When progress doesn’t feel like
Your responsibility
Could they blame
The shadows left behind
Everytime a mouth muttered
“I don’t mind”
But now
But now I
Bet you do
Drinking up dusk
While we’re breathing in blood
In this violence we trust
In this violence we trust
Awareness alone
Will never be enough
We’re alive, we’re alive
We’re not made out of rust
Make this paradigm cut
In this violence we trust
Let their throats open up
No we’re not made of rust
In this occupied place
We displace, separate
Burn it all down
There’s nothing to reclaim
We’re not
Made of Rust
We’re not
Made of rust
I could say sorry, all that I want
But the more I deny
The more that I sin
They said don’t trust the government
But I never thought it would end like this
Being used and split
Empty hearts rise up and awaken
To whole families taken
We dig through the ash to find nothing
But bones and casings
Division does nothing but enforce class lines
Indulge the wicked
We stay restricted
And for what?
Reject their oppressive fiction
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dana sterling Minneapolis, Minnesota
//dana sterling was a screamo band from Minneapolis who recorded departure in March of 2020
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