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Romantic (EM Project 2)

Keeping quiet 
Over the phone
Shut the door
Shut your mouth

Hey
I love you and I hope this shit works out
Between you and me

south padre

song from 'caribou killer', which will be out reasonably soon

i'm gnashing teeth on bent knee
there are two rooms and only one of me
the context is lost in what you speak
stage blood all over the back seat

i've got your high beams in rearview
i can't see a thing
dust clouds form near you
the road is starting to sink

i'm scared that i am missing out
i've known the words but haven't said them aloud
in some facets that i hardly know
rust in my eyes, fingers, and toes

it feels so strange, just an inkling
dry in my mouth
what the fuck were you thinking?
what are you going on about?
the ropes are tightened up
and you're pulling on the ends
it's time i lightened up
walking under the edge

i know how i harshly press my eyes
but i don't know why-
something just feels right
within some conduit through which we rationalize 
the nameless guilt on our back all of the time
"do i have to do this for the rest of my life?"
i have to do this until the day i die

conduits

It's Okay I Promise

pretty shit tune hope u enjoy lol

lyrics:

does she think she's good enough?
does he think he's good enough ?
do they think they're good enough?
do you think you're good enough ?
do i think i'm good enough ?
do i think i'm good enough ?
she should think she's good enough
he should think he's good enough
they should think they're good enough
you should think you're good enough
i should think i'm good enough
i should think i'm good enough

... do i think i'm good enough ?

good enough

BootlessBob