Basketball Court Issues

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I have not felt like this, I could feel her ribs
I am lost in this sea circumventing all my interests
With every closing chest, closing in on my sense and
I'm so small
Breathing back with love, surrounded by ceramic
Thats been tossed around in circles, just from where you stand it's clear
I'm so small
This trip we took, to face all of our demons has made me small

These woods are filled with what haunted me
It wasn't you, it was always the mirror
I couldn't push the bars back from where we had hid

I am a storm, coming back up north
I can't make this home like we wanted to
I am a tangled mess of contraptions
Metals and Springs, Wires, or nothing
Surrounded by ceramic, mixed around in circles
Fall far from disbelieving, Like a cliff screams when you break down

I am a storm, coming back up north
I can't bring this home like we wanted to
I couldn't push the bars back from where we had hid
We gave something away

As sight reduced, two lines of light
Closed in, and my spectrum distorted
Stand up, then fall down, then build fast again
Just my mistake gratifying your sins
And leaving the woods to this ocean again
As warm thoughts fast showed me all the places I've been to
And now I find myself small

These woods are filled with what haunted me
My momentum won't stop, my movement won't quit
I was asleep when I walked in this room but now

I am so small
I am so small
My momentum won't stop
I am so small

With quick resolution, and a bad constitution
I work to rebuild all the walls that I've lived in
My quick-beating veins work fast and remind me that

I am small

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from Torschlusspanik, released February 14, 1994
Pablo Cabrera

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  • Aug 20
    Buenos Aires, Argentina

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