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iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/kg/album/take-care-of-yourself/1312884752
Late Lives – „Nameless“ A BlankTV World Premiere!
Artist city, country: Indianapolis, Indiana, U.S.A.
Director Name: Taylor Blythe
Director Link: http://taylorblythe.com
Producer Name: Taylor Blythe
Producer Link: http://taylorblythe.com
Artist Website: http://latelives.net/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/latelives/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/late_lives
Song Lyrics: Shed a single tear for the outgoing tide. Drag your nails across the seamless canvas. Wash your hands of ink being smeared against the page. You took your time, there’s no more left. The only way out now is off the ledge.
Go on, there’s nothing stopping you. I can’t decide if any light is worth the dark in you. Move on, or see if you can try too. I know you’re dying to repent for what you put me through.
Find a bird, take its claws, held to the earth (you are now its hell)
Find a rat, take its tail, held up to God (there is less than dirt)
When you’re still, with your thoughts (all alone), do you feel like you sacrificed?
I am no king but I know, forever, what is mine.
Another word, another smile, another open wound, blurred out in different shades and hues. Watercolor tributaries singe this optic nerve perception as the flesh releases from persistent over strain and tension. Insincere and rotting wires string together dead desires. Red is bleeding. Blue is breathing. All I have to hold is knowing:
One day, this will all be beautiful. What a shame, it is solely based on my lack of you.
Go on there’s nothing stopping you. Cause I’ve decided no more light is worth the dark in you. Move on, I’ll show you I can run too.
I know you’re still dying to repent for what you put me through.
Find a bird, take a wing, held to the earth (it is now your hell)
Find a rat, take its head held up to God (you are less than dirt)
When you’re still, with your thoughts (all alone), do you feel like you sacrificed?
Because I have held on to nothing but silence.
Now, you are nameless.
Dark, removed, fading, scratched out, unsightly slip of the hand.
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