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Wallpapers

from I'm not the joke! by Rswll

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Hey, I’m tired of dying, I tire killing myself
So sick of hiding me out in golden laurel shells
Papering up the hall where all the bricks stay broke
Shirk the fires to find I’m pining past-lives’ smoke

So I harpoon swum hearts till the b-beating restarts
Resuscitate, I know I’m fixing to fade
One more time again, one more, one more time again
Resuscitated!

Red paint on rusty gates! Pay with potentiallys!
Why heckle widow dreams? Hide all your history!
Red paint on rusty gates! Pay with potentiallys
Why heckle widow dreams? Just hide all your history!
Wallpapers by the ream, bite till the bitter’s sweet
Wallpapers by the ream, bite till the bitter’s sweet

Hey, I’m tired of dying my roots a million hues
I cannot be happy always trying to be happy, truth
Still I paper the hall where all the bricks stay broke
Shirk the fires to find I’m pining past-lives

So I harpoon swum hearts till the b-beating restarts
Resuscitate, I know I’m fixing to fade
One more time again, one more, one more time again
Resuscitated!

Red paint on rusty gates! Pay with potentiallys!
Why heckle widow dreams? Hide all your history!
Red paint on rusty gates! Pay with potentiallys
Why heckle widow dreams? Just hide all your history!
Red paint on rusty gates! Pay with potentiallys!
Wallpapers by the ream, bite till the bitter’s sweet
Red paint on rusty gates! Pay with potentiallys!
Wallpapers by the ream, bite till the bitter’s sweet


(Red paint on rusty gates!
Pay with potentiallys
Wallpapers by the ream
Bite till the bitter’s sweet
Red paint on rusty gates!
Pay with potentiallys
Wallpapers by the ream
Bite till the bitter’s sweet)

Picked up, pushed out, throwing up my throes
All of my doubts given into gold
Picked up, pushed out, throwing up my throes
All my hideouts, giving into gold
Picked up, pushed out, throwing up my throes
All of my doubts given into gold
Picked up, pushed out, throwing up my throes
All my hideouts, giving into gold

I’m giving into gold!
(Picked up! Pushed out! All my hideouts!)
I’m giving into gold!
(Picked up! Pushed out!)

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from I'm not the joke!, released May 20, 2016

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