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you change your mind almost as much
as you change clothes
so let’s settle down and figure out this situation
and we try new things
to see if our bodies were paying attention
and we try new foods
to see if our taste buds were paying attention
they were so acute
I don’t need your diagnosis,
and I don’t need your extroversion
to know I’m not perfect
and I’m taking this one problem at a time
it’s not an imbalance in hormones
but in chemistry
we never learned to balance those equations
And one day this body will fail me
Perhaps a symptom of my intolerance to catalytic changes
It's all in my head, a psychosomatic chain of consequences
One might call disorder.
I'm not afraid anymore of where I'll be some years from now
Choice Cereals is forever.
I don’t need your diagnosis
I don’t need your extroversion
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Latitudes
03:13
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counting backward
as if to trick the ticking second hand to stop
by the time we realize we could just stop watching the clock
the watch unworn, we traded in for a compass
(en route)
we, for all the hours
wasted retracing our steps back to where
an axis, on which all our latitudes seemed so longitudinal,
is never drawn to scale,
still fail
navigating our horology with nothing but an atlas
to map out all the topography and still get lost
we, for all the miles
wasted recounting our bent to err,
off axis spin out so our latitudes seem so longitudinal
for all the secondhand embarrassment, to keep
noticing we’re still walking backwards
an axis never drawn to scale
leaves plenty of room for when we fail
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Stitchface
03:50
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I don’t want to say I don’t love you anymore, but
this time, “I’m sorry” doesn’t cut it
and I don’t want to say it’s all your fault, so
I’ll just bite my tongue
if I could do the math, maybe
I’d find the limit doesn’t exist
to our selfishness
if I could beat the RNG,
you’d always be my Stitchface,
but we’re 0 for 58
maybe one day, it’ll come back to us, maybe one day
if I could do the math, maybe
I’d find the limit doesn’t exist
to its worthlessnesses
if I could beat the RNG,
you’d always be my
when I said I’ll always be there for you, I meant it
if I could do the math, maybe
I’d find the limit doesn’t exist
to my worthlessnesses
if I could beat the RNG,
you’d always be my stitchface
you’d always be my stitchface
I don’t want to say I don’t love you anymore, but
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Latitudes (Instrumental)
03:13
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