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the narcissist cookbook - the library at the very bottom of this place lyrics

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mechanical boy
why do you delight
in picking the skin off around your nails?
lying in bed and holding your breath
and pretending to die?

well gather your things
your gears and your springs
we’re taking a ship to the whispering isle
it won’t be long until this whole world’s
set alight

see the sky’s
turning black from blizzard blue
i’ve been talking in my sleep
i’ve been dreaming about you
you were bringing me a message
through a thousand miles of earth

but when i woke
the words were all a jumble in my mouth
i tried to write them down
but nothing sensible came out
other than

i’m not my body
i’m not my brain
i’m not my skin
i’m not my name
i’m not my thoughts
i’m not my tongue
i’m whatever remains
after those other things are gone

i’m not my gifts
or the things i lack
i’m not my voice
or the echoes back
i’m not the worst thing i’ve ever done

i’m whatever remains
after those other things are gone

there’s a portrait of us hanging
in the library at the very bottom of this place
you have been there
i have seen you
or i saw something with your face

you were bringing me a message through a maze of knotted th+rns
but when i woke
the words were all a jumble in my mouth
i tried to write them down
but nothing sensible came out
other than

sasha
the waves have forgotten
they are part of the sea
and the sandcastles
they have forgotten
they are part of the beach

oh, sasha
the waves have forgotten
they are part of the sea

i’m not my body
i’m not my brain
i’m not my skin
i’m not my name
i’m not my thoughts
i’m not my tongue

i’m whatever remains
after those other things are gone

i’m not my gifts
or the things i lack
i’m not my voice
or the echoes back
i’m not the worst thing i’ve ever done

i’m whatever remains
after those other things are gone
those other things are gone

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