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the ashy black of my fingertips
just like clouds on a stormy night
clouds that crowd my lungs
gasping for air like a child

i didnt want this, but i thought of it
every night, waking up
gasping for breathe
once again like a child
my worst nightmare
losing myself and everyone else in one swift instance

why can't i talk about it
and not just think about it?
that tower crashing down on me and dying instantly
like my ancestors
like my parents will
just like i might at any second
without the chance of saying...

i can't breathe, with this shit on me
i can't breathe, whats expected of me
i can't breathe, my responsibilities
i can't breathe, take it away from me

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from Lutheran Sisterhood Gun Club, released May 20, 2014

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Jawbreaker Reunion Annandale On Hudson, New York

"Deception is the weakest form of misandry."

Lily: vocals, guitar
Dre: vocals, drums
Bella: vocals, bass


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