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Mammalian Diving Reflex

from Lazy Bones by Bogsey

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We don't need a reason, to feel like shit.
And we don't need a doctors note, to run away from it.
And when we're scared, we can't tell our parents.
We can't tell our best friends, cause we're too embarrassed.
You're having teeth dreams again...
You're having teeth dreams again.

And we're scared, that if we can make ourselves stop crying then it's all fake,
What the fuck does that make us then?
Are we playing pretend just for the attention?
Mammalian diving reflex,
cold water on your face.
And then that perfect little moment when your best friends say
If you'd just grow up, then you wouldn't feel this way.

Are the things that we thought we felt
Also felt by everybody else?
Are we feeling sorry for ourselves?
Is hell, a personal creation,
cinematic projection of our own imagination on a wall?
We're all twisted up.
Entangled, entrenched and completely fucked,
and the question, was a brutal invention.
And the question was a brutal invention.

You're on death row now, at San Quentin and I've got your CDC,
repressed memories, and she'd be 21 if it wasn't for you.
David Westerfield,
Your momma said you're a monster.
And I could write you,
But do I want too?

And I could write you,
But do I want too?

And we're wondering if we're just imitating emotions from dramatic fictions.
Neuro-divergence as commodity,
reenacting the vehemence found in movies and television.
We will never not be hurt enough.
But we will never not be scared enough,
to feel broken torn and cracked,
and ask for help and scurry back,
to hide away in the same place that we have always run to.

But when we need the attention, god bless every laptop,
every internet connection.
We're allowed to feel fucked up.
We're allowed to seek attention.
We're allowed to feel like we do not deserve to feel the sympathy of others.
We're allowed to help each other.
We're allowed to help ourselves.

And the question was a brutal invention.

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from Lazy Bones, released September 17, 2016

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