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dead telephone

ending up looking like a dead telephone
despite all the things i'ved imagined myself as
this is the song where i swore i would say...
"i won't be intimidated by silence"
or any other sad sounding syllables
or so it seems
and how we're all waiting
for this song to crescendo

you will eventually break down
like a light opening up from the clouds

2 am

abandoned city street
flags
broken streetlamp serenade
the names of things and other such thoughts

interviews

CHYZ Interview (English Translation)

rusty string

the wires from my broken record player
fake plastic guns
oh, sweet consequence
and all of us, as well
painting over it did no good / solitary bird
nursing 500 broken fingers

the roots, the leaves

intimidated by silence
asleep on a train
the birds in your chest
the sun always sets
drop ceilings and day planners
some lonesome street corner
dead telephone
i know someone who can't recognize