Sam Hain City




Learn to be alone unlearn the dream you just had unlearn how to run unlearn how to care for a fire unlearn how to run in a small world city unlearn the scent of your face i learned to be alone i unlearned how to be a family man so i get it i learnt that oh my god i learnt that i’m a family man oh my god i unlearnt to imagine i unlearnt that story the one about the lottery winner who spent all his money on more lottery tickets i didn’t imagine i asked my brother who imagines often brother why aren’t you on? brother why aren’t you on? oh my god i’m a family man the fuck’s wrong with his legs? mother what’s wrong with his legs? i learned how to be on it’s fine you guys i really don’t want to it’s fine you guys i really don’t want to

THERE WAS THAT TIME THAT I

We, there was that time that we there was that time it was almost beautiful we almost floated out of it was almost beautiful the mine be mine i am your sister be mine be my wax museum

We don’t deserve you your purest-smelling fuckface i have more words behind this there’s a curtain behind this and i’m there and i’m waiting for you your wide-eyed gelatinous skin-wearing lover lover i am your lover lover i am your lover

No one will take this from you no one will do they still use dvds up there do they still have everybody loves raymond with all the special features you wanted

When I am complete

I am unaware

when i am complete

i am unaware

CAN I ASK ONE QUESTION NOW

One you can yes one question always the same what are you running away from what are you running away from what are you running away from what are you running away from
Ancient life was all silence. In the nineteenth century, with the invention of the machine, Noise was born.Ancient life was all silence. Noise was born.Ancient life was all silence. In the nineteenth century, with the invention of the machine, Noise was born.Ancient life was all silence. In the nineteenth century, with the invention of the machine the nineteenth century, with the invention of the machine, Noise was born. Ancient life was all silence, Ancient life was all silence. the nineteenth century, with the invention of the machine, Noise was born. Ancient life was all silence, Ancient life was all silence.
the nineteenth century, with the invention of the machine, Noise was born. Ancient life was all silence, Ancient life was all silence.
Ancient life was all silence. In the nineteenth century, with the invention of the machine, Noise was born.Ancient life was all silence. Noise was born.Ancient life was all silence. In the nineteenth century, with the invention of the machine, Noise was born.Ancient life was all silence. In
Ancient life was all silence. In the nineteenth century, with the invention of the machine, noise was born. Ancient life was all silence, Ancient life was all silence. the nineteenth century, with the invention of the machine, Noise was born. 


In the nineteenth century, with the invention of the machine, Noise was born.Ancient life was all silence. In the nineteenth century, with the invention of the machine the nineteenth century, with the invention of the machine











he invention of the machine, Noise was born. 
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