Then from West Yellowstone by Dylan Griggs

I'm on the wrong end of a hazy sunrise
and it is pushing me back into bed
and I will project on you that you are lonely, too
because I never learned to swallow it

and all my best dreams, they come from disappointments
and I base all my rash decisions off them
if you are tired of looking for explanations
you can take the one I've offered, then.

I never thought about suffering in silence
when I was rubbing my vocal chords thin
and I will tell anyone who will listen
because I never learned to bottle it

and all my movements are from the wrong direction
and I am waiting for the crash to begin
if you are looking for a gift of indignation
you can take the one I've offered, then.

And you made me sweet for a little while
yeah, that was probably the worst thing that you did
because I get worse at swallowing my bile
every time that I remember then.

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