Closure EP

by Suffer Along

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1.
Shaming 01:19
Shaming is so ugly so please don’t hurt me I can’t stomach this anymore Growing strains of impatience, growing pains of what I can’t feel, but see. Out of reach. cause without effect. [betraying love] There’s wrath bestowed upon my cold home Growing strains of impatience, growing pains of what I can’t feel, but see. Out of reach. cause without effect. Step out Dissipate hate Understandthis heart is easy to break stop pretending it’s not killing me My own darkness--fevers every place Self-enslaved by--a candid, tainted mess Stark excuses for apologies It’s too late now this is useless.
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Desideria 03:04
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When did our institutions of thought become your expose of the dismay? Let's sow mind field for sovereignty, but harvest thought decay. Don't teach by standards that choke my efficacy. Stop crunching numbers that impose creativity Positivistic rule compose this Freirean faux. Scaffold for responses we feel, not for your control. Don't teach by standards that choke my efficacy. Cultural inputs make up more than just one scene No cynic is left behind; Proficiency can't be defined Learn to commiserate with our paralysis from your mistakes The pupil can’t be oppressed if light still permeates won’t settle for a taste acquired so relentless. Disgracing symbiosis: mutiny sprouts through famine.
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please return before i turn blue. your touch grew colder and i still approved. displaced from your thoughts and every memory. in shallow waters, i learned to sink. and every day’s a game… i reached out to hands extending closed fists you said you loved me to death, so then you killed me. everything’s reminisced until nothing’s new the seeds were planted and only mold grew. there’s a painting on your ceiling of me drowning in your vacancy please return before i turn blue.your touch grew colder and i still approved. displaced from your thoughts and every memory.with a keen facade to hide all of it. and every day’s the same… i rake the sheets at night with my discomforts you turn me in again when your crime’s done. pressing the bruise to stop eventual healing I’m so fucking numb from drinking all my feelings i found closure in disaster i’m pained deeper when you kiss her please return before i turn blue. your touch grew colder and i still approved. displaced from your thoughts and every memory a grain of sand to drown a mountain I sit and wonder how it could still hurt is it that your heart still beats near? even though it’s become unrequited love you just don’t seem to disappear I’m just a webbed up fly—with no arachnid to watch me die i yearned to escape my mind But I’ll make it through on my own I needed you to survive But my weakness I’ll overthrow, yeah.
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Still Life 03:54
the missed strokes leak emptiness dark colors bleed evidence cosmetic flaws will dissipate smart patterns show they’ve been Painted stills today, couldn't catch the moment of a desperate grasp of air. It was lost in translation. Surreal life transcend the page of artistry, and blurs a sight of hope in color spectrums I can’t see. A thousand brushstrokes to fan the flames Distorted focus to hide the shame Emphasizing secrets through colorings A silhouette so desperate to be erased Right before a new less precise mess View the tragedy occult to everyone Eyes are shaking from trying to grasp it The pungent melodies seen under the sun Dark hues crave complements. Abstractions never make much sense. Impressions only speak to me at warm and close distance, spare contour for life in form.  A thousand voices without a name Forbidden fruits rot; fall out of frame Loneliness is fixed in colors dancing A wick too cold no light can embrace it Right before a new less precise mess View the tragedy occult to everyone Eyes are shaking from trying to grasp it The pungent melodies seen under the sun False pattern recognition Will deceive every single picture There’s a call for extinction Of the lies art can lecture Break free; let the trance rewind --again. Ill perspectives, rooted distress, only see reprieve. Take the notion dead weight misfortune is life’s disease   Ill perspectives that root in distress, only see reprieve. Fade the colors that only accent misery.

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released February 19, 2015

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