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Flatsound

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Last night you had that dream again
The one where you try and run from your fears
But you can't because you're wearing fabulous stilettos

If I were the boss of you, I'd make you get out of my head for good
But I'm not, so when this ship sinks
I'll have the comfort of knowing I wasn't in charge

I don't want to write a song
I want to write a will in which you get nothing from me
All I am is a kid in my mother's closet
Looking for an excuse to say
This doesn't hurt, at least not any more

That hatred, the kind of hatred
That makes a father call his own son a faggot
I wish you were dead

There was a light in my closet
I could have sworn the Sun was rising
There was a light in my chest
Don't leave me, Noah, we had a promise

You told me the universe could help me if I just let it
I told you I made a map of our old house
Leading to the X on my stomach

When you cut me open
You'll find a note that says
This is where I hurt
I found a new way to talk to God

You told me I was brutally murdered in a past life
Why did you say it like that?
I haven't felt the same since

If I were the Sun, I'd shine my light on you
And leave the people that hurt you cold
If you were a girl, you'd be a whore who likes to suck dick

When I was fifteen, I overheard my teacher talking to a girl privately
About raising her grade in history
I bet she was a pretty girl

This message was brought to you
By all the cats in my life