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Mist & Mast Lyrics

Shipwrecked, bottled motion.
Uncorked, open deflection.
My mind's set on an oven timer.
Ten minute detention.
Bell rings, brain chimes in.
My papers are on a mast
to warn others of approaching head illness.
Teachers tell me what's right and what's bullshit.
Honestly, I think it's all the latter.
My pending stories will awe them, however.
Dead always. Chin up never.
And when I see you I feel silent.
I've seen better clouds before.
And I had never come closer
to hating myself like I hate you.
So nice to see you at a time like this.
I stood up straight, but melted at every simple sentence.
A shot could call from one direction.
But my eyes are satisfied in one direction.
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