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from (vii) by Dark on Tuesdays

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This bad boy is so tidy
I am the good girl with all the mess
Never got any of my paths straight
I stumble in the things I drop

But the mess makes him see everything outside of me
Keeps him from the emptiness inside of me
Directs him to something he can fix for me.
He thinks that if he tidies up then I’ll be clean

The chaos covers me
The chaos covers me up

Oh, I swallowed all that sweet talk he feed me
I had been starving myself for months
But all of those words were too heavy
The bulimic threw them all back out

Now the mess makes him see everything outside of me
It distract him from the emptiness inside of me
Directs him to something he can fix with me
He thinks that if he tidies up then I’ll stay clean

But the chaos consumes me
The chaos covers me up
Up
Up
Up

The mess makes him see everything except for me
Keeps him from finding how I really feel
Diverts him to the practical and easy
He thinks that if he tidies I won’t fuck it up again

Oh, the chaos confuses him

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from (vii), released December 2, 2016

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