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HOARDE
03:06
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nighttime habits leave my fingernails cracked and caked in dirt
my teeth get sharper when i smile make the prettiest things all turn to dust
and in the mirror i see someone better than ive ever been my ego got the best of me
my eyes get darker every day i wish there was something i could do to stop this hole in my chest from growing
ive always had a hard time getting rid of things
ive always had a hard time getting rid of things
ive always had a hard time getting rid of things
ive always had a hard time getting rid of things
something lingers around the bushes and the trees crowded in my head
i cant stop pulling at the grass cant help thinking that its trying to crowd me out of my own
i keep all of my teeth piled up in a corner where the rats cant reach
i pull them out from time to time to keep my chest from breaking
im leaving everything behind
ive always had a hard time getting rid of things
ive always had a hard time getting rid of things
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hollow.
03:30
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tell me something good because i'm pulling apart at the seams
my blood becomes an unnatural color
and i've heard it all before
i've laid it all out in my head
i always end up on my knees spilling secrets again
look into my eyes
look into my eyes and tell me what you see
look into my eyes and you can tell i've never been
i'm stuck in my mind
oh i'm so desperate to love
something's empty inside
wish i knew what it was
i keep holding my breath
for something won't ever come
something's empty inside
oh i'm so desperate to love
wish i could know why everything breaks me so easy
my chest is open and there's blood everywhere
and you told me this before
i spent hours before bed
begging you to come back home
spilling secrets again
look into my eyes
look into my eyes and tell me what you see
look into my eyes and you can tell i've never been
i'm stuck in my mind
oh i'm so desperate to love
something's empty inside
wish i knew what it was
i keep holding my breath
for something won't ever come
something's empty inside
oh i'm so desperate to love
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time flies heart sinks
watch her drag her feet up the stairs
patience virtue fracture what's left inside of my chest
if i could just hold your hand again
and the train always comes too late
if i could just hold your hand again
maybe this time you'll know
what i mean
(fuck that's not it)
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nest (ghosts)
01:56
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fight like a wounded animal
always win but the cuts never heal
decide now what's expendable
offer up an eye for something just to make you feel more real
and darkness has a funny way
of offering perspective
fight like a wounded animal
always win but the cuts never heal
decide now what's expendable
offer up an eye for something just to make you feel more real
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Silas Maxwell Switzer (The Act) Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
My name is Silas Maxwell Switzer and I'm a queer creative goblin out of Pittsburgh, PA. I've been writing music for almost half of my life — taught myself guitar, some music production, and some other random skills along the way. I make everything ranging anywhere from your average emo kid sounds to absolutely buckwild feral noises. Take a listen to find out what you like! ... more
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