Carrying Flowers Lyrics

hair of the dog and splitting unrest spending spare change on being depressed suitable prison for the bothered kinds happiness you're a... ? breaking down underwordly shame bored and dead swallow the mundane cracks in my palms washed from my hands alone with many vices spine is crooked to my neck, and mind a spiral staircase the morning is a strangle always roses at the foot of my bed

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