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Gone
Am I your poison, taken deep? Can't say he brought me to my knees, but he was there and I have never had much choice. If I'm your poison, spit me out. Now you know what I'm about, your heart must stammer, throat must close up at my voice. Maybe I'll kill you slow. Maybe I'll open up and tell you things your mind will never be rid of. I'll do it, if I stay here one more minute. If you ever saw me again, that would be a worse way for this to end. Count your blessings, write it off and say goodbye. Swallow hard and say goodbye. If I'm your poison, well, who knew I had a way to get to you? Shed your skin. Try to get me gone.
Souria
A hand span down, hot gone cold, you could almost believe you don't need the air that eats your cells and one day makes you old. The river called while you were in there. It's been running around town all night looking for you. Did you dream in there? Did something move over your skin as a river would, turning bad debts good? The island woke while you were in there. It sent spies through the woodwork looking for you. The river came in under my door. It filled every hollow reaching for you. The ocean drowned this building. It wore me to sand pushing to you. The river called while you were in there. It's been running around town all night looking for you. The island woke. The river called. Did you dream in there? Did something move under your skin?
Hyde
There now, all wound up. Say it's not the world you knew. So say we all. Should I make that call, send you packing once again? Would that it were up to me. Do you think you're a god over us all? Do you think I'm an urge you couldn't quell? Do you think I know? Do you think I would know? Veiled eyes, up at me, say you've no part in this. Then why punch and scream? Let the shadows be. You're bound to wake up soon... sooner or later. And when you do, what comes of me? Sigh of relief--it was just a dream. Do you think I'd go? Where do you think I would go? Don't think it so easy to get rid of me. You'll see. You'll see me around. Never thought a god would need so many rescues from me.
Wake The Dead
What did you want me to do? You had that "let it go" look. You had that "humour him" smile when you said "save me this time." As if you'd rather I watch. As if you'd rather I wait, counting every breath. You've got an empty gun and a trailing year. I dare you to say your work is done here. Meet my eyes. I am beating your chest and I am holding you down. I am saying you can't have what you ask of me. Breathe, one, two, and breathe, one, two, and breathe, one, two, and I am beating your chest. I am holding you down. I am screaming to wake the dead. I am beating your chest. I am holding you down. I am screaming. I am beating your chest. I am holding you down. I am screaming you can't have what you ask of me, `cause I am all out of nothing for you. What did you want me to do?
Shadow Box
The earth tilts and spills ice over the grave. You're thinking you should have slipped under while the chance remained. And every time you cheat death, I think you will forever. You could be centuries old and just not remember. The earth tilts. You shift your weight. The earth tilts and you wait. Nothing changes. It's all under the ice with you. All shadows down there. I shadow box and nothing changes. And it's too obvious, the way you stand above ground as they fall below. You could die of shame.
Perfect Pitch
Glass shivers. Walls shake. Bones break. It's a sweet song to go out on. A sweet note for you, babe. This is perfect pitch.
Past Closing
TIme is murder on us--acid in my face, a knife in your gut. But you'd never die from that. Past closing tonight, I'll stop time with the click of a button, like magic. Like it might be different this time. You're murder on me; I must be murder on you. Won't stop us meeting past closing tonight. I'll stop time, ask to see ID, like we're secret. Like something's different this time. You'll never die from this. No worries. You'll never die from this. Past closing tonight, we'll stop time with our eyes shut tight, like it's not really there. We'll pretend it's different this time.
At Ease
A million questions and all of them wrong. You can't lose for winning. I can't play for fear, and that's another wrong answer, my dear. Through it all I've been watching you, so at ease, and I just want to know what you know. A million questions and all of them wrong. Just notes on a card, a voice in my ear, and I did say I'm sorry, my dear. There's a laugh; I've been testing you, all for show, and you hide away answers. A million questions and none what I want to know--goes to show that quantity's nothing. One more swing `round the room with you, so at ease, and I crib off your sheet as we go. One more swing `round the room with you, so at ease, we trip over right answers. One more swing `round the room with you, so at ease.
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