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Period Piece abridged :or 'Thank fuck! God. you​,​'

by grace2007

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cookiecaker genuinely my favorite album of all time. it's touched me to the core with its lyricism and instrumentals... it feels so evocative of a life i've never lived. it's inspired so much of the way i create art and live my life for those same reasons. incredible music, mabel; thank you for sharing it with the world. it made my world to experience it. Favorite track: the Asterisk* conundrum - Demo.
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Things take time I wish I was told Did you think that I’d haunt you? I don't know, I don't know Burned my diploma with your magnifying glass And your pockets were full, with our feet in the grass Did you hear me stutter? I almost said I loved you With the mirror in the grass, ice cream marked along the glass You're Sawyer w/ Adeline You’re Michael w/ Roosevelt 14 hours what a drive Just my best friend at my side I’m a bad influence Car broke down but I’m used to it $1400 in my name ‘Rained’ all week, oh what a shame Zipline, all I know is you Gazing stars, shit, what a view Rundown building by the sea Never ever trust the trees (If I could forget I would have left it long ago Buried in the sand with your face looming, making shade I think I spilled my guts and then got too drunk and forgot) Fainting all the time now, our storyboards made to drown Can’t catch it til’ it’s over, black cat hair soaked in swamp water now A four leaf clover, found it in the field by your house Poster on my wall
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Burning up in the spells you cast And I made it work and I made it last Burning all your MP3s Mixtapes, handwritten melodies How many fights can we have in a week? How many breakdowns can I h- Greyhound rides to Edmonton Screaming at the top of my lungs: "Bear Creek Park Train," They made out in the arcade, Pitch black nails and green haired girls Blackberries in a national park Sleep it off, don’t drive in the dark Friendship like pure sunshine Acid trips inside your van And I hate this, and I hate this, and I hate this, and I hate this Filling up my disposable with Memories that I know I’ll regret But I hate this, and I hate this, oh I hate this, I hate it all Set you off, did I set you off? Did I set you off? Did I set you off? A shouting match in darkness, how I’m lying through my teeth No need to tell me twice Oh how I’ll realize Didn’t cut me off, but I let you down, was the flash left on? Did I set you off? Never got hear you say my real name Carrot cakes, a black dress, moving out in November Sunflowers block my sight again Of pearls of gems and heaven Recital did not go as planned I'd give it all up for you Sunflowers block my sight again Your love like petals on my skin Seven broken bones it’s a penance, I guess I’d give it all up for you Sunflowers block my sight again Starred pattern on my cardigan Four stolen hugs saved up for Japan I’d give it all up for you I’d give it all up for you Sing me songs and I’ll sing you mine The car’s been stuck since like last July Oh it changed me forever, This stupid sweater Find it harder to wake most days, Threads pulled tight by the words you say Friendship like barbed wire, Wrapped it all around my heart I’m holding on to stems and leaves And clouds above my weather.by A hometown hero fantasy “Hey, how are you?”
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I see her in the mirror, It’s been getting clearer I’ve worked for this all my life Pillbox on my nightstand, I think about it often Text each other on our birthdays You will go to heaven I’ll be stuck in the wetlands, I’ll visit you on weekends, baby won’t you let us Waste our lives in bookstores while wearing all our pretty clothes Complain and bark your ear off, I hate it here now I hate it here O’Neil Tower I’d wish the sky was green O’Neil Tower you’re loud and you’re mean O’Neil Tower I hate the color red O’Neil Tower friends dancing round your head O’Neil Tower the framing’s just not right O’Neil Tower you’d pry with all your might O’Neil Tower I don’t think we’re in love O’Neil Tower the best if we just fuck O’Neil Tower I’d wish the sky was green O’Neil Tower you’re loud. You’re mean O’Neil Tower I hate the color red O’Neil Tower I’d wish that you were dead O’Neil Tower I can’t forget your face O’Neil Tower I’d wish we’d set a pace O’Neil Tower I don’t think we’re in love O’Neil Tower I think we’re giving up, for good ‘Hometown hero! I wish that you were here Fuck this city, I’m playing games inside your ear O’Neil Tower I think I take it back I hate my shadow I’d never hate your cat Hometown headstones! Wish I was seven feet deep I hate that building, an analog, designed retreat The haunted haunt each other, end of time Your cat just kills the mould, I love her still I love her still Face hug your pavement When you brought those gems to me Then we split them with our ‘friend’ Coin toss on a river bend Green, blue, evaporated Singing sweatshirt melodies Then the tripod legs give way We can paint it another day
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I don’t have flowers I’ve got frostbite and mixed emotions I’ve got that sweater on It’s getting cold, It’s getting cold Kick me in the shin and laugh I stop and kick snow back You’ve got that jacket on Froze up when you touched my hand Legs shaking in my boots at your front door That I bought on your credit card Home movies and long haired men I don’t understand them I sang about a car crash that year, Rear view mirrors never seem to crack Sail on fire in the emptiness Inertia never felt so real Do you feel anything knowing that I'm up in flames? I know it’s not your fault Can’t help but blame you either way And in a state I saw the whole world at my feet The colors in my mouth Started working their way out There was a song I knew the words for all along Blistered feet walk through the snow Chase your best friend let them go Believe me when winter owls came along I sang them all your favorite song They told me that the words were wrong But no worries they said you were on your way Broken bones no not today Then the owls had their way And I don’t think we’re gonna make it We’re not even really trying Friendship breaks and Centre Street Thrifting dates that’s artistry An asterisk* after your name My feet have trouble gripping sand Our tape like half-lives standing still Hugging fences in the dark An ego death you wish I had Called you later, did you die? Forgive me sister I have sinned Your art like patchwork on my skin Said it wouldn’t end like this, Forget my lines My tires slip in the snow She told me long ago That my eyes look tired I tried to fix them Caught in the barbed wire Set my fucking heart on fire I don’t know what makes me afraid of you I don’t want to love you I’d love to hate you And you're gone I just fuck strangers and get high, complain when I’m sober I don’t miss you Don’t you fucking think I do Can’t see through all the smoke I’m constantly blowing out my lungs
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Feels like I wasted my life on a movie, can you see me now? Chronic filmmaker, project my thoughts in your paint There’s no use shouting my name, you’d treat it like a mistake My first kiss was with a character I made to represent you I said I hated your guts, you didn’t see it back then I got stuck on the word ‘love’ when the mirror was clean I’ll say happy birthday, Anna Oh the loneliest tree, did you end up painting it red? I know it’s all just pretend, you’ll insist that I’m so sweet But will you please forgive me? Will you please forgive me? I’m sorry I swear, Preservatives have their hold on me You wake up in the woods, You hear a voice in the trees You’re trying, shouting my name You just hear birds and that voice It says get up on your feet Your eyes are darting around, trying to locate your dread You just find colors instead A book stapled to a tree Try your best to fill it out The colors working their way We know you meant the best. We had good intent The Sun glares into my eyes I said it’s rude to stare But the Sun doesn’t care, the Sun is aware of her lives She was a pilot in ‘85 She died in car crash I died by her side Everything survives I thought I made it clear The light the hits my solar sails, the wind isn’t picking up 4 figs in a fig tree, Sawyer and Adeline I never used to smoke I’ll go if you want me to I’ll pick up that torch for you Save up all my dollars, do I need a haircut? I’ll breathe the way you want me to I’ll fall asleep to thoughts of you Ethical marketing, build up your redundancies I’ll crash your car like artists do I’ll break your bones and marry you Temporal infractions, the thought that we’ve met once before Y’know that we all died for you He’ll run away and picture you Chasing your dreams as he rips the clothesline apart
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Things take time, I know I was told I tried to steal a car last night Thought I’d heard your crying voice from the cave at that park I thought it quicker to drive, I thought it quicker to drive I got caught; all my tires shot out Hit a tree but I can shake it, My back it has to take it, yeah Head hit the dash and my colours open Shards of windshield on the ground, the door open: I jump out I ran into more trees, I mean I went in deeper Present and past tense, nothing ever makes sense to me Drawing a spell in the air, you made sure we kept canyons Between us, absence, always lock your doors We begged and prayed We said 'We're not afraid' 'I want a short life. I've got a screenplay' You thought it all just for show? You thought I'd just let you die? My heart still chases lead She still makes words fit together You and your double again, huh? You're really showing your face in my city? I told you nothing survives, yeah? So call a taxi, I'm thinking nothing is love

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the antiClimactic record of Grace Serdona + Anna rHowl /
a bitterSweet snapshot 2000s Synechia City, AB

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released October 31, 2023

made and lost with love by Mabel Seventeen* Maya

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