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7 REGRET (FEATURING CESCHI) -

AWKWARD AND SENSUAL, A DRUNK INTELLECTUAL, I ATE YOUR SHADOW FOR BREAKFAST, NOW IT WONT LET ME GO. SOCIAL OBLIGATIONS REMEMBER ME, WHEN I HELPED
YOU LAY THE BRICKS. MASON, TENDING SHEEP. I’M JUST ANOTHER BLURRY FACE IN THE BACKGROUND OF SOMEONE'S HOME VIDEO, AND AS FAR AS PITY GOES, I CALL THIS CITY HOME IN VAIN. EVERY PROMISE I
BROKE ALONG THE WAY, ASHAMED AND LIVING LONG. CLOSED NARCISSISTIC TEXTBOOK FOR ALL THE RIGHT REASONS, BUT STILL LEFT SHOOK BECAUSE THERE’S NOTHING LEFT IN THIS TOWN. SPIT AT MY REFLECTION
BECAUSE I LET YOU ALL DOWN. MAYBE I SEARCHED FOR SOMETHING I COULD NEVER FIND. NOW I THINK EVERY MOMENT HOW I’VE WASTED ALL MY TIME (NOW THERE’S NOTHING HERE SO I LEFT IT ALL BEHIND).
I’M SCREAMING OUT “DON’T LET ME DOWN”. I’VE GOT A SOUR GRAPE SYNDROME THAT DESERVES ITS OWN ATTENDANT WITH A SMILEY FACE AND A SILVER PENDANT. I PENNED IT, BUT I FORGOT LOGIC IN THE
BACKSEAT OF THE TAXI. NOW I’M STRANDED ON EARTH FIGHTING THE WAVES OF THE BLACK SEA. I HAD A CRAVING TO CRAVE. I LIVE IN MY OWN LIGHT, BUT IN THIS LABYRINTH MAZE, A WRONG SHARED IS HALF RIGHT.
NOW I’M BAKED OUT OF COLORS AND PASTED NOTES. I AWAKE TO THE MOTHER OF MY WASTED HOPE. HOPE MY BRAIN CAN COPE WITH ANOTHER PAINFUL STROKE OF A BRUSH WITH PAINT THAT FLOWS SO DEEP WITH
THE VEINS THAT I’M DOSED. FUMBLING OVER THE MEMORIES MAYBE SO CLOSE THEY LINGER, LOST IN THE CALM OF THE WINTER, MARKED BY TASTELESS JOKES. WAS A PATIENT BLOKE, BUT MY PATIENCE BROKE. NOW
I’M DRAPED IN THE FOAM OF SALTY SEAS WITH WAVES THAT CHOKE. THIS DAMN DISEASE I KNOW, IT MAKES ME DREAM OF BETTER HISTORIES GLITTERING WITH GLEAMING GOLD. I WISH I COULD TAKE IT ALL BACK, EVERY
MISTAKE, EVERY THOUGHT THAT I EVER HAD, ERASED AND GONE WITH THE MORNING FOG IN A FLASH. BUT IT’S NEVER EASY AS THAT. WHEN DREAMS ARE DEFEATED AND DRAGGED TO THE GROUND I’LL SCREAM TO THE
CLOUDS NOW “NOTHING LASTS”.