Laurel Leaf (Anhedonia)
Lyrics
All the things I told myself and I heard nothing
Every lie I sold myself til i quit buying
Found the inner activist and killed her quiet
Buried under processing but she's been climbing
Up in my tree I have all I could really need
And the fork in my tongue troubles no one
Shame & relief to be finally truly seen
As I am
As I'll be
As I've been
All the nights I cut myself and I felt nothing
Murder every messenger
But they keep coming
Cultivate your loneliness til you're a loner
Cradle your anxiety & anhedonia
Down at the end of your day in the mess you've made
And the bones of your bed
She's a shipwreck
What's in a name or a face or a garden grave?
Stomach-sick at the turn of the trick
Left waiting on the airlift out
Stuck straining for the punchline now
Worry away your pretensions of guile and grace
What's the last thing you said?:
God's a basehead,
Spinning in place,
Never phased by the risks he takes
Then you fell through the floor
On a low so pure
When you spread at the surf
Did your teeth hurt?
Almost awake
I await a redemption day
Laurel Leaf
You'll be all I can see
All the signs I showed myself and I saw nothing
Writer(s): Chris Bracco, Damon Cox, Kevin Devine
Copyright(s): Lyrics © ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING
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