by la paprika

lapaprika.bandcamp.com/album/welcome-home-john

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lyrics:

Bud after bud after bud upon bud
dripping down from above
barely see the ceiling fan
the smoky haze burning in my hand

but who are you?
do you need to be here?
are you reaching out to grab me?
or is the palm pressing deeper?

Did anything really happen?
or did i blink the years away?
am I even really sinking?
or has it always been this way?

Wet Your Clothes and then Put Them On

by la paprika

lapaprika.bandcamp.com/album/welcome-home-john

linktr.ee/lapaprikalapaprika

lyrics:

Even your father gets scared
too much hate to let waste
I cannot bear another day,
how lovely for you to get a taste.

I’ll never be close enough to you,
in more recent years,
it hasn’t been so important to me.

It’s nice being out,
amongst all this grass,
it makes me feel
so small;
A rat’s head gently sobbing
onto the young girl’s finest dress.

by la paprika

lapaprika.bandcamp.com/album/welcome-home-john

linktr.ee/lapaprikalapaprika

lyrics:

In the car by the ocean grave
where we live now
the edges scraped from our feet
we were weak and cold
in the back seat,

You shivered through massive breaths
‘I think we left the cat out’
her small hands shaking
but she tried her best
to answer me anyway

I wont forget that easily,

And then we were high,
floating through our own graves
this is a recent development
passing by the empty space
left by the soft and bitter face
‘we never asked for her anyway’

I Can Never Be Found

by la paprika

lapaprika.bandcamp.com/album/welcome-home-john

linktr.ee/lapaprikalapaprika

lyrics:

And now I lay
beside you darling
under your weight
the smell is smothering
sickly sweet
your wet and hot kiss
against my lips
a weeping shadow
against the walls
out on my bookshelf
a dusty tome
a photograph used
to mark the page
a harsh reminder
to break in the skin
before you wear it

There are no stars
no encrusted hand
to wipe the eye
looking back at me
no touching start
no bitter end
we are connected now
inside this ending.

I Don't Think

by la paprika

lapaprika.bandcamp.com/album/welcome-home-john

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lyrics:

Of every memory that lingers on my skin,
Blue twitches and bean bag chairs,
Falling gently down the stairs,
Flattened by the endless fate.

I’ve spent my whole life,
Trying to get back to who I was,
I don’t know when the man I am,
Threw away late delusions,

And now everything is too real,
Every morsel of worry I feel,
Every drawing is a masterpiece,
Everything is an art piece,
Nothing is important

Nothing is important,
I need you back right now,
I need you to release me,
I need you,

Bro where are you

by la paprika

lapaprika.bandcamp.com/album/welcome-home-john

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lyrics:

Settled down and sitting still
against the metal floor,
naked, stripped and torn apart
against these metal doors,

Candle wicks and rotten wooden
chips will never pass,
empty little plastic bag with
my name across across the back,

Flaring up beneath the rotten
cradle of my head,
this place was never real and
I never really left,
Burning up beneath the smothered
ashes while I slept,
This place was never real
and I never really left.

Over Dishes

by la paprika

lapaprika.bandcamp.com/album/welcome-home-john

linktr.ee/lapaprikalapaprika

lyrics:

You never really left here,
just crept outside your cast,
slipped outside your shadow and left
it caked onto the grass,

The colour in my hair scalped
and bleeding on the floor,
the gentle softly climbing rust of
not caring anymore.

Toothache for Lunch

by la paprika

lapaprika.bandcamp.com/album/welcome-home-john

linktr.ee/lapaprikalapaprika

lyrics:

The noose - a stroke of white can kill me
As stars in heaven
Shadows under Olive-leaves. A silence

And I feel her nails.
Lift his eyelids,
until all shapes
secret,
perhaps suspicious,
cut off the feet.

Neocity

by la paprika

lapaprika.bandcamp.com/album/welcome-home-john

linktr.ee/lapaprikalapaprika

lyrics:

Her naked face
no one's fault.

As well is plain
the flesh
slow unloosening

like a child I cried myself to sleep
its pillows brooding in wooden trunks
the dream of men
hone the blade

He'll catch a little nap
The final act
a blaze.

Misery Comes Home

something calls from below
thick air
heavy steps
can't tell if I'm falling
or just sinking

Deep Resonance

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