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The Lonely
02:01
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The Lonely wakes in dust bowls
Red eye tattoo, eternal blue, and dampened skin
The Lonely climbs a staircase
With unkempt hair to open air, to find a reason
It drags a ragged body
Through endless halls of shopping malls and glassy grins
And while the world is watching
It disappears in cloudy mirrors that wane and bend
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Lines
02:30
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Broken bones on streets that I know
The shops have all closed, and I should go
Empty heart, your penalty shot
That time I forgot who you thought I was
So here we are again my friend
Suffering against the struggle we have made
Here we go again, my love
Beating on our chests, and sharing in the blame
The lines on my face, mother's disgrace
Deepening darkening burning in place
Ageless though I seemed at the time
Love is a mirror that hasn't been kind
How folded am I? Shamed and despised
Bury my face in your pillow to cry
If I have a will, I'll carry on still
Falling apart while you're falling in love
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The Blue
03:25
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Father, my limbs are too tired
Are you tying them down?
Won't you swing from your porcelain cloud
Or allow me to drown?
City street prophet said I don't have much longer to cry
I'm on my balcony late at night,
Planning my final demise.
Ooooh, I'm just trying to try.
Ooooh, I'm just trying to try.
Ooooh, I'm just trying to try.
Ooooh, I'm just trying to try.
Ooooh, I'm just dying to die.
Ooooh, I'm just dying to die.
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Body
02:42
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Have you seen my body?
Have you seen anybody?
Well, I don't anymore.
I'm shaping this cocoon (I have no interest in you).
Do you have a body?
Have you hated anybody's body
The way I do?
I'm shaping this cocoon (I'm shaping it for you).
Do you love somebody?
Do you want to love somebody's body
How I love you?
I love you, I love you, I love you
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Stupid Idiot
02:22
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Stupid idiot
You've done it again
You had time to make it right
But then you put our hope in foxholes
You forget
You're a statuette
In a city where they feast on bullets
Buying time where you can't pay the rent
Stupid idiot
Now you've made your bed
You've done all the damage you can do
So take some time and think it through again
You're a marionette
Do a dance so they can't penetrate
The darkest day
The deepest game
When they put you in the hospital that night
And they tried to clip your ankle
What a sight to behold!
Stupid idiot
Are you better yet
Can you make it out alive
Or will you quit just like you always have?
Will they notice when
Your trail's gone cold
The city sounds will tell your story, then.
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Disillusionment
04:46
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Far be it from me
To accept anything less than all that I have
Far be it from me
To undress every regret, when you're all that I have
Did I disappoint you?
It's something that I'm used to.
I know I know I know
"Never change."
Can I make it easy
Every time you leave me?
I know I know I know
"It's all the same."
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Memoriam
03:14
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Somebody left the light on long after you'd gone
And I'm still obsessed with finding your scent on the shirt that you slept in
Bring in the dogs I've got a feeling I won't be too long
And I knew it the minute you'd gone.
I have a thought that maybe you listen in silence and prayer —
Does the Lord let you answer me there?
Or a closed door is all that I have when I'm sad?
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The Boys
03:52
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Some put it right, pack it in, push it out making noise
Cursed til they crack, till they crumble and crawl in the void
You sang it nice, stitched the side of my soul with your voice
Me and my girls, gonna run, gonna rage with the boys
Loveless and lost, lapping up, losing sleep, living large
Futile, I fought, forced right back in the fold of your arms
Time takes a toll, till you call, track my tears till they dry
You and your boys, gonna rock, gonna roll till you die
Till you die
Till you die
Till you die
Till you die
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Kelly Reed Chicago, Illinois
Kelly Reed (FKA i.e. kokoro) is a Chicago-native, multi-instrumentalist living in Durham, NC. With raw lyrics and thoughtful compositions, she crafts sonic landscapes that explore universal, human experiences. Self-describing her music as “genre-unconcerned,” Kelly’s unique style has been likened to artists such as Emily Haines, Susanne Sundfør, Sufjan Stevens, and Cat Power. ... more
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