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nocturnal youth

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1.
wanted 02:58
i only hurt you 'cause you say that you like it i'll only rent you 'cause you said i can't buy it i'm gonna use you so i say that i tried it i'll grow to hate you 'cause i know we're both lying we can fuck and pretend that this is not dying we can dance and pretend that we are not crying, crying baby and everybody that we get so close to and every throat that we hold and bite is another piece of myself i've tried to cut off and burn but you say you don't mind it makes my heart sick it makes my arms twist to overcome this to get right through it is it really so wrong to want you this much is it really so wrong to fall in love with your touch our hearts are prosthetics, our feelings are boundaries imaginary a longing, we're falling into these arms i know that i'm bleeding, i'm aching feeling i am repeating all of the same lines i know the places where we try to hide i'm not a victim, you're not a victim, baby i'm not a victim, you're not a victim, baby i'm not a victim, you're not a victim, baby you're not a victim, we're not our victims, baby in this empty house with nobody home you know it's better when you think you're alone so let's have some drinks and i will drive you home it makes my heart sick it makes the skin split and all i wanted was to get through it we can fuck and pretend that this is not dying we can dance and pretend that we are not crying so come, come on darling come on and be my darling
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field of fog 04:26
new emptiness, new ways to lose you should never trust what's in front of you new emptiness, new ways to prove you should never trust what's inside of you you're good enough to make promises to but not good enough to keep when they want you they take you off the shelf and when they don't they put you to sleep, they put you i never thought they put it in you i know it's in me, too i never thought they put this in you it's growing inside me, too in a field of fog you felt it there in a field of nothing you started to care and it started again and it started again but you didn't like the way you wear your smiles, synthetic togetherness, false another half-promise another resolve and you want to know where everybody goes when they know you're not around and you wish somebody would give what they take but that someone is never found 'cause you're good enough to make promises to but you're not good enough to keep when they want you they take you off of the shelf and when they don't they put you to sleep they put you you're good enough to make promises to, but you're not good enough to keep when they want you they take you off of your shelf and when they don't they put you to sleep, they put you in a field of fog you felt it there in a field of nothing you started to care they're just playing charades, such a stupid mistake that you thought this was more than a game in a field of fog you feel it there in a field of nothing your started to care they're just playing charades, such a stupid mistake that you thought this was more than a game this was more
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in our skin 03:42
how'd you get me back here? i said i'd never return i guess i got your message and i guess i never learn we dress to impress under duress we make it clear we want out of here, out of here, out of here oh, you know i've missed you can i pass out on your floor? i hope you won't mind when i ask for a little more, a little more i love the way you don’t make me feel i love the way you don’t make me feel none of this will ever heal, none of this was ever real broken glass from fogged-up mirrors full of my dysphoric fears i can’t tell you where i’m going numb from where I’ve already been i don’t care just what i’m doing trapped inside this set of skin i'll bite against your set of skin i love the way you don’t make me feel i love the way you don’t make me feel anything against the wall standing here waiting to fall covered eyes with shaking hands liquid listens and demands ice blue empty beautiful nothing fills this endless hole flow and fall and feel so full empty spaces take control i love the way you don’t make me feel i love the way you don’t make me feel none of this is ever real, none of me is ever real hands that fit around your neck it's not cheating if it's just a peck if i could reach right into you there is no telling what i would do and the more you feel the less i don't the more you would the more i won't another drink and we'll be fine i think we could use another line licked off your skin that i will bite towns like this have claws dug deep in our skin in our skin, in our skin, in our skin, in our towns like this have claws dug deep in our skin in our skin, in our skin, in our skin
4.
is it so wrong to want so much? my throat won't let me swallow all the things we follow have fallen apart, fallen into the dark, fallen into the dark have i fallen in with you? is there nothing left to do? you took me in, you took me in my throat can't swallow all of the things we borrow we follow tomorrow like a mirage of nocturnal youth i want to hold the hands you held me with i want those arms so close but i can't do it is it so wrong to want so much? to miss the touch that lit up these eyes no little lullabies to sing nothing will bring back sleep frozen in the deep in the deep i hurt myself again my friend i know this is a brand new end i hurt myself again ex-friend i know this is a brand new end, brand new end, brand new end i miss the things we used to do i miss when i had trust in you i miss the things we used to do i miss when i had trust in you
5.
what we were 03:57
6.
here in our box here in our cage we're still locked up it still remains static that bathes the face all of this is just another charade i can't understand why we withdraw these hands all these plans, new demands fall away into our yesterdays nothing has happened for you they only happen to you they only happen to you they only happen to you just like you i don't want to be with people like me i honestly think we should leave i don't want to be with people like me i know that we are so incomplete
7.
scars 04:21
you held me while you cried i held you while we lied you laid in my arms nodding along with every word of mine we meant it all, the things we said that night but i think this skin could use new scars i’ll never drain out this heart i think this skin could use new scars another cut just makes another work of art she says leave, so i’ll leave you here no more friends to hear these lies no more moments seen through these eyes i think this skin could use new scars i’ll never drain the poison from this heart another scar is just another work of art leave me alone, don’t pick up the phone don’t leave another weeping message at the tone don’t think too much, my dear another lie, another line you said that everything was fine but now have we have said goodbye, goodbye i think my skin could use new scars i'll never drain the poison from this heart i don't like to think i don't like to think about it, about it of where you've been, i don't i don't like to think i don't like to think about it, about it of where we've been another cut another line another wasted fucking high and you motherfuckers can tell your lies and these long sleeves will not disguise the marks we put upon the arms they gave to me a different harm but now i will give myself new scars i think this skin could use new scars i think this skin could use new scars i think we should erase this heart don't think too much, dear
8.
electric you 04:28
you see this rain? it looks like you our electric hearts don't know what do our neon hands are cracked and new i wish that i could look just like you and i wanted so much to take it apart to rebuild the center and restart this heart but our mechanical prowess was never for you and i'm electric pink and you're electric blue and we hold our hands and we walk apart together so far, we pull away in the dark and you said i'm a fire but i feel like a spark and you said i'm a fire but i feel like a spark you see this rain? it looks like you electric pink electric blue how long? how long do we have? do i have you?

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on fire, forever

On nights like this we know that they will never end and neither will we no matter how much we try or want them to. Someone tells me they think I’ll be their new best friend; I will never see or talk to them again. I can't remember the last time I saw the full sun in the sky but I can remember the last time I even bothered looking.

I’d woken up with the lights off and the stars out, twinkling and LED, soft sparkles that wavered back and forth, the sky a surface still and waiting to ripple. If I threw something at it, the liquid would tremble. I don’t have to do these things to know them with a certainty. I look up now at the midnight sky and I don’t have to check the time to know that that’s when it is, because it’s always this time at night, and it’s always this dark, and there are people here with me but I might as well be alone and when I try to find some sound to soothe it all I get nothing but static filling my head, filling my eyes, all my thoughts heavy with the absence of you.

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released February 14, 2020

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crimesididntcommit is the transgender electroheartache project of veronica emilyn. fusing darkwave, industrial and goth stylings into genre-defying explorations of mental illness, queer identity and the horrific beauty of being in a body that knows it is alive, crimesididntcommit is for the lost who don’t want to be found. songs ghosts can dance to. ... more

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