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they say
these are your halcyon days
well I'm a young man
without a plan but do I care?
heaven can be achieved
have you learned nothing?
dreams give sweet relief
won't be long
memories pop like bubbles
I get them in my hair
play this at my funeral or I won't be there
white heat or trapped in a snow globe
don't let your head droop low
we're your new friends
I love new friends
I'm sorry mr. machinist
if you insist I will be there
romantic insurrection
bodies like chess pieces
get some love on one of those short term leases
knives and instagram
cut me open, seize my feelings
I wear my soul on my sleeve
my arms, my heart are open like the ocean
bouncing off walls and ceilings
I'm trying
I'm trying, I'm trying to be me
I'm trying
I'm trying, I'm trying to be me
I'm trying to be me

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from L​.​E​.​T​.​H​.​A​.​L - Living Entities, released July 20, 2020
Noah Yorke

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