I quickly began to feel like I was getting dragged along, simply floating through space on a tether. Space sure is beautiful, but it sure was lonely up there. Did this/does this mean to them what it did/does to me? 

Lyrics:
It's been two days on Mercury 
So what is, I mean, was this if you aren't for me
Ms. "Rum and Coke with two limes"? 
You fuck him but you won't make love to me 
As I'm giving up every last day left of my being
For just one to call you mine 

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder 
Yet I watch and wait as your heart wanders away 

You need five days on Mercury 
But is this, I mean, was this how it'd really be
During the meantime? 
Where I hate to love you and you love to hate me
Trading revelry and ecstasy for misery
Our wrongs would make this right, right? No?

Then I'll leave you alone if you promise me who
You choose to love you does so as much as I do, I mean did 

I mean do, I mean did, I mean do, I mean did, I mean do, I mean did, I mean do, I mean did
I mean do, I mean did, I mean do, I mean did, I mean do, I mean did, I mean do, I mean did, I mean do

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder 
Yet I watch and wait as your heart wanders away

About POV (https://www.soundcloud.com/bleedtherads/sets/pov):
(One year ago) I fell in ~love~ with someone that simultaneously fell out of love [sic] with me, all as I was about finish college with absolutely no idea what I was going to do with my life. As I assessed the damage in the wake of graduation, and as everyone around me moved forward with their lives while I remained stuck in the same place, these songs came out of me like shrapnel. I used live drums and drum machines to vocode guitars, synths, and pianos to suck the life out of the mixes to echo how life had been sucked out of me. And I used digitally crafted harmonies to lift up my fragile vocals. In succession, they’re about as hollow sonically as I was emotionally, but they look with optimism to resolve at the close- follow along with the lyrics in the track descriptions to better trace the narrative I’m trying to tell and like and share if you're picking up what I'm trying to put down. This isn’t an LP, this is my POV.

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/IF

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Two Days on Mercury

I remember hearin’ tunes that didn’t belong to any band I knew. My footsteps, draggin’ across the linoleum, made less noise than the silence that answered ‘em. Cracked my knuckles outta habit, nothin’ was broken, but it felt like somethin’ should be.

The sounds move too quickly to see, but the blur was vivid enough for me to follow. So I followed, like any fool with a past and no future. Down streets that never started and alleys that refused to end.

Darkness wrapped around me like a bad decision. And just when I thought I’d found my footing, the ground gave out. Dropped me into a tailspin of fear that gripped tighter than your necktie after a shot of cheap whiskey.

I finally came to, but the nightmare stayed put.

They're three kinds of people in the world- those that fit, the misfits, and counterfeits.

To know real joy and peace of mind, we must practice self-denial.

By not giving you anything, I'm giving you everything.

/IF

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