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wringing me tight
Nowhere to run to
You've gotta make due
I was afraid of just going insane
Step on a line wrong
Baby, it's all done
I was afraid of just

Feelin' out all the colors and
Talk it out with my brothers
That's how I balance contrast
Top ten nigga I don't got no options
My pops been wringing on my

Steady as she goes
Straight to the eye of the storm
Can we speak before we dance
'Cause I was never good at talking with my feet
I once heard that wringing

you, will you, will you, bring it in?
I wash my hands
Just to be lied to again
Wringing out all these yesterdays
Will you, will you, bring it in?
Will

not even a thing
You're not wearing a ring
Wringing me out and leaving me out to dry
Little things that happen making me wanna cry
But hold on I gotta

You strut your stuff
Over my feelings
I'm showing you the money as you're showing me the door
Love is the drug
That you been dealing
Wringing

the flatlands
Wringing my stained hands
And tired of my face
Broken; now with the air still
Tilting at windmills
And wondering how long
Until someone pulls out

Glassine packets of pepper and salt
I float out and ghost out
Haunt the old haunts
I'm running on fumes
I'm wringing out my bruises
Doesn't get any

wringing these demons out the regions of my soul
Feet bottom get to stinging when my sole unsupported, my goals get aborted
But I'm sort of kind of sorting

of an art
You know I really hate to be the butt of the joke
But it's better than you wringing out all of my hope

I have to assume the worst
Brave face on,

I sit here with my eyes closed looking for reflections of me
I can hear our voices wringing out I can see the storm roll out to sea
I felt so safe

(english) I AM SHAKING

I am shaking
my hands are wringing
I am shaking
cracks in the head
I am shaking
my knees are buckling
the cracks are increasingly

the
Bodies resurfacing down 'em out with immersion inertia
Draggin' me backwardly with the axe they be hackin' me tackle
Bringing me back down to the wringing

FEAST

moths, feeding,
jackals wringing
dormient creatures in the day
now crawl off
howls, screeching
wolfs, grinding
welcome to the grand opening

When i woke up, my body was wringing wet
My mouth taste like I been eaten' dry cement
I'd rather pull a tooth from an alligator's mouth
Than collect

Drop me down, or cut me loose 
The grip is strong on your heartstring noose 

I'm wringing out these soaked and sorry sighs
But when I see you lonely

light to the soot you hide away

Someone to give what I got
Leaving the light on to sleep in doubt
Someone to take what I want
Wringing compassion

Down by deep waters, where the sweet linden stand,
I saw pretty Polly, wringing her hands.
The song that she sang made the whole grove to ring.
My

Codeine dreams not understood 
I can't stand this 
Ennui, atrophy 

Can't change a thing when life is 
Fucking wringing my neck and 
I've tried a thousand

I wake in a flood of apologies wringing my hands, dreading clear eyes. Storms in the whites, a tempest long coming, we choke on these lies. Sever

This needle is twisting my veins 
And wringing them dry of all the 
Blood that once was
Now I'm just a leper shunning myself
I can't be trusted alone

I saw pictures of the Seventies
I saw Lennon on a plane
Revolution and the new machine
I saw Richard Nixon wringing out his hands ‘cause nothings

memory loss, I cannot hear, my ears are wringing tones
Everything 'round me burnt to a crisp what is going on?
Oh I thought that I could live now I'm too

port...yeah, sure
But that's not what you're built for

Unswear the waking memories long gone
Transcend the has-been, hand-wringing whims
And just get on
With