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Turaga Vakama Video (MV)






The Acid Flashback at Nightmare Beach - Turaga Vakama Lyrics




Beginning to think I need the mask of invisibility

Making separate pots of coffee
The morning ritual at six am
Wind burnt drives to work serve as precursors
To the last time I'll see you again

But I must've loved the way you slammed my
Head between the frame and the door
Because there were way too many nights I spent
On your dirty bathroom floor

Disregarding everything
There's no medication we could take
To make this work
To make this last
I kicked rocks
After you kicked my ass

Do the pictures I'm deleting
Really hold any weight right now
Other than all the storage space I end up paying for
In my head and the cloud

I just can't have them in my camera roll
I'll look through every fading memory while listening to self control

Off an iPhone speaker in this home that isn't mine
I think I'm getting weaker all the time

This plagued forth street apartment became
The darkest depths of my own personal hell
(Soft and sound)
According to you I built it all by myself just by sticking around

Beginning to think I need the mask of invisibility
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Beginning to think I need the mask of invisibility

Making separate pots of coffee
The morning ritual at six am
Wind burnt drives to work serve as precursors
To the last time I'll see you again

But I must've loved the way you slammed my
Head between the frame and the door
Because there were way too many nights I spent
On your dirty bathroom floor

Disregarding everything
There's no medication we could take
To make this work
To make this last
I kicked rocks
After you kicked my ass

Do the pictures I'm deleting
Really hold any weight right now
Other than all the storage space I end up paying for
In my head and the cloud

I just can't have them in my camera roll
I'll look through every fading memory while listening to self control

Off an iPhone speaker in this home that isn't mine
I think I'm getting weaker all the time

This plagued forth street apartment became
The darkest depths of my own personal hell
(Soft and sound)
According to you I built it all by myself just by sticking around

Beginning to think I need the mask of invisibility
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Writer: Lonny Starsky
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