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ars auctor - h lyrics

h lyrics
tell me how to feel
you cursed my land with an eternal drought
you shoved the soil right into my mouth
and as i suffocate on this arid earth
i can’t think of what i’ve done to deserve this

on the other hand
you’re the cause of this
you’re hiding skeletons in the closet
i saw you bluebeard behind me in the mirror
setting traps for trick+or+treaters

it’s more than just feeling alone
when i show who gave my talent show wounds

the cigarette burns on the passengеr seat are from my nemеsis on new years eve
with roman hands and russian fingers
you clasp those claws around their ankles
cut by the rust of your clutches touch
spread like the innards of pandoras box
catamite collector a specter in the sewer
submitting to the curse that you caused that winter

unfolding from the center
spilling salt in tiny circles
using hands to plant a seedling
using lips to stop your bleeding
on your map of scars
they provide their mark
you’re turning on the lights while they’re dancing in the dark
with the grave diggers robbing what they thought was in your pocket
always reaching for the bottom in a house without a bas+m+nt
and when they lock the door and turn off the light
you appear in the mirror when they say your name three times
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i spit all over the ground
soaking the muzzled sheep you made of me
the absence of affection provided your intentions
you hypnotize the colony then fraternize with the enemy
on the other hand
in my premonition
you made a deal with the devil through the fire in the kitchen
mr. hyde abiding by the sunday dress code
you’re not a good person just because you’re in nice clothes

i won’t be the one choking on dirt
when i show who gave my talent show wounds

- ars auctor lyrics

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