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Fetal

from SANE by Joseph and His Ghost

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Morning air chills my bones
As I roll off the couch alone
Scanning surfaces for a smoke
Chewing up some thoughts to choke
On days in a daze from the night
Before I raise my right
To shut off from myself
And turn on no one else

I'm not looking for a miss
With a cosmetic kiss
No, I need lips worth speaking
Some words that are worth keeping
Close to this hardened heart
Not just spit from the start

If such love is even real
It's not for me to feel
So I'll leave this place
In pursuit of something pure
But nothing can erase
These traces of her
Left within my flesh
Leaving me a mess
Fickle and fetal
And thin as a needle
Weaving through people
As if I never were

Truth be known
Now told
When my bones
They will grow old
Only I will be
Still waking with me.

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from SANE, released December 4, 2015

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