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little teeth - recipe lyrics

hold your breath
through the test
of enduring secrets
fix your mind
on a time
when you believed in life
shattered pieces of fractured statements//
//thoughts invasive are haunting me
(im) dead to old self but not yet reborn
ancient trauma stored inside my cells &
very being’s grain
im half a blink away
from finding freedom inside this distorted mental cage
(& im your man until our end)

turn away from my faults
and i’ll be easy to want
who i was has dissolved
back to the mouth of source
sketched a list designed a plan
assigned a route for our fate’s command
shiny inkwells of festered horrors
toxic programs
violating debt from your
past mistakes
but
that’s not my debt to pay
your shadow side tricked my brain
but that’s not my debt to pay
hold me
im your seed
im your unpicked berry
know me
squeeze me in the overtones of your
shed conditioning
i’ll be kind
i will be kind there’s no recipe so the remedy will be for me to be kind
hold me like a big pile of wet confetti
save me store me in the unclean jars of your personality
save my life
i will be kind there’s no recipe so the remedy will be for me to be kind
lonely i’m the place wherе your pain was stored in
riding the uncharterеd waves of nature’s tragic comedy
liquid ground can i trust what’s
real/illusory ?
can the energy it takes to heal replace potential energy required to simply stay alive
i will be kind

hiding
i can’t be myself around you!
dangling from the last surviving strand of my will to be complete
making peace with your time on this planet earth it could be so much worse i’m sure so i will be…
i choose to be me!
(you’ll only believe in your own story
you will only care if it’s pandering
will you ever truly know empathy
you have only shared what’s been curated
you have only known the frightening seasons
you’ll only look if i fool you into seeing)
hanging around set up camp
be the map
down where we are the womb
i’ll be there for you when you are the tomb
idling
when your insides are trapped and snowed in/(load the gun of your brain with an open display crawled thru pits of lost pride to forfeit my disguise
timing//losing track of any trace of performed identity
bear in mind pain will make it clear what you suppress what you don’t treat
(they’ll project only what they wanna see subjectivity is such a f+cking theif)
hold me i’m your fruit i’m your unpicked berry
lately been concerned for what comprises my body of belief
change my life
i will be kind
there’s no recipe so the remedy will be for me to be kind

- little teeth lyrics

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