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Listening reveals his wounds
Voiceless, he kneels to you
Like a glinting dagger, one quick look
And he spills you
Sheets surrender you
And I expect trauma
Breath is real, anger's real
Sleep on your birthday and cry
Cry, my baby
Let me wash you
I have no ears for my lady...
Listen to me
You're called a silhouette
You're playful with a sin
But you see me
Speak, or stop, or kiss me
Your art is like your grin
It delivers me
Voiceless, he kneels to you
Like a glinting dagger, one quick look
And he spills you
Sheets surrender you
And I expect trauma
Sleep on your birthday and cry
Cry, my baby
Let me wash you
I have no ears for my lady...
You're called a silhouette
You're playful with a sin
But you see me
Your art is like your grin
It delivers me
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Beautiful.
Just beautiful.
It's songs like this that make me thankful I'm not deaf, and have the capacity to appreciate the wonders of music...
This song always reminds me of "Sleep Is a Curse" to some degree... Maudlin is fucking amazing!