i felt my life was taken away from me each time i saw the other ones were taken.
the answer is extinction. of all kinds. we're too fucked for this world.
my existential crisis hits me every time i think about humanity. like damn chill we're both on the same side for fucks sake.
i hate how well spoken i am in my mind and how badly spoken i am in real life.
Where Does a Body End?
Swans
i saw you kneeling on a desert plateau, your eyes were melting from inside your skull. the wind was burning holes into my skin. where does a body end? your voice is drifting through the stratosphere, my mouth is drinking from your pool of tears. i saw your heartbeat in the
radium screen.
what does a body mean?
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Swans – Where Does a Body End?
the future's leaking through a shut lead door. in the ruins of a city under the forest floor, your naked body's buried in a vacant field. what does your body feel now?
اگزیستانسیال
Swans – Where Does a Body End?
the air is black and has no oxygen, the bodies in the river float beneath the sun. transparent skin it shines a light from deep within. where does your body begin?
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Swans – Where Does a Body End?
the stars are hidden by a mirrored sky and darkness disappears behind reflected light. perception is a distance in a closed-in space, how will your body escape?
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Swans – Where Does a Body End?
the crowd is feeling you inside your head, your imagination's canceled by the opposite and every possibility's been proved untrue. now, is your body you?
دوست نداشتم باور کنم که چیزی برای از دست دادن هست، اما هست. خیلی هم هست. اونقدر هست که از دست دادنِ خودت رو هم فراموش میکنی.
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اگزیستانسیال
Have a Nice Life – Hunter
and i'll give myself up to your sharpened edges. i no longer cling to my life. yes, i'm finally giving in.
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اگزیستانسیال
Have a Nice Life – Hunter
teeth and hate end our relationship. of course it's sad, but that's the way it is.
your violence always wins the day. yes,
your violence wins.
your violence always wins the day. yes,
your violence wins.
اگزیستانسیال
Have a Nice Life – Hunter
3:42 and you watch as the animals lay themselves down at your feet. a thousand bared teeth, a thousand bowed heads, yes, they're begging you for death.