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These hands
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d d Asus2 A
F F d d Bb Bb d g
F E a G...
5th cup of coffee
10pm Double shot
Gas station pizza for dinner
3rd or 4th day in a row (at least I think so)
Take it back to my room
Burn my tongue and stain my shirt
Throw all my clothes in a basket
Stare at myself in the mirror before my shower
These hands are my mother's hands but larger
Dripping with hot solder
Ripping out the sutures
That are holding me together
I can make something better
I can make some things better
I'll be a decent sister
You'll be proud to have this daughter
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in media res
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C C C C a E F G
C C Fmaj7 G
Wake up from a nightmare into a lecture
I've got drool all down my face
And I haven't written any notes.
Wait a sec this isn't engineering design
That's not Noel, these aren't my friends
Why are there no clocks anywhere in this room .
How long have I been asleep
I really need some coffee
Or maybe some amphetamines.
But right now right now I need to leave
Right now right now I need to leave
Just let me leave, please.
This campus makes no sense
I'm being chased by geese
Why do I have a class
In the psychology building
How have I been sober
For 2 whole weeks
How the fuck am I still living
<cool solo>
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E E G D
E E G AB
Why am I at a bar?
Why is it so dark
When's the first band on
What's taking so long
Suffocating in the stench of beer
At least Lauren is here
But we're separated by the crowd
Imagine being sober right now
So the first two acts are over
I need to get some water
That means I have to
Not order alcohol
But maybe I should
The drinks here are good
I've already stained my shirt
One cocktail wouldn't hurt
AND A COCKTAIL AFTER THAT WOULDN'T EITHER
MAYBE SWITCH IT UP TO TEQUILA SHOTS INSTEAD OF COCKTAIL NUMBER 3
I'LL NEED A COUPLE CIDERS TO GO WITH THE POST SHOW KEBAB
GOD
What have you done to me mom
Why is no one singing along
I can't hear the lyrics or follow the tune
This sound is deafening, I can't move
Why are people moshing in a space this small
I'm being crushed against the wall
I wish I could just black out
Imagine being sober right now
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3. |
love song 2
02:20
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D D b A6
G G e A7
Your fingers interlock with mine
In my mind
And we're looking over the nouse
It's cold and I wanna get some food
And at 5pm on a Wednesday
I'm sure there's a pub you'd like with room for two
But you're at home and I don't drink
So I'm just shivering and wondering
Is the sky pretty where you are?
Cause you'd love the sunset here
Birds fly over the city
Even when you're not around
Though to me they've always just been specks in the sky
But I'd love to lie next to you
On the cold hard dirt, looking up
And pointing them all out
Is the sky pretty where you are?
Cause you'd love the sunset here
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4. |
classic friday night
03:00
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E A
Laying in Erin's bed listening to kozelek and reading her life plan
Make a joke about selling her speakers and going to Thailand
But it's not that funny
Leonard Cohen died yesterday and we're discussing when mark is gonna kick the bucket
I close my eyes and pull her covers over me
I don't think she notices
She's just sitting on her chair playing some game and figuring out what to put on next
I wonder who I'll be
When stiffler and copeland are going on 50
I wonder if I'll still have the same friends
When the crow cillers series finale airs
I wonder what I'll know
When car seat headrest play their final show
I wonder if I'll cry when my cat dies
Erin says she needs to go to sleep and I need to go home
I'm still kinda high from earlier but I only live a minute away
Outside it's dark and foggy and freezing
And I'm not looking forward to being alone
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5. |
november 9th
03:08
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G G D D C e D D
G D a C
e G D a e G D D
It's like I woke up but I wasn't asleep
My head feels heavy and my legs are weak
And I'm still not quite sure what happened last night
Leave the flat with like two layers on
And snow's pouring down as my bus pulls away from the stop
But what does it matter, I can just walk
My feet are soaked and my hoodie doesn't help with the wind
My shirt is too small and my jeans are ripped
And holy shit it should not be this dark 9am
Fingers are numb but I check my phone
Cause I've still got hope that this is just some sick joke
But no
I guess this is who we are as a nation
Frightened and spiteful and in need of salvation
Don't you dare say "it's not as bad as it seems"
Cause soon we'll see bodies hanging from trees
I'm walking to class with tears frozen to my face
And I think I've used up all my emotions for today
I hear the grass crunch beneath my feet
Stand still, take in the scenery
What a day for these York suburbs to look so beautiful
Catch my first glimpse of the sun peeking over the empty houses where the kids have just left for school
Wish I could just hang out with them, wish I could go back to being ten
Wish I didn't have to go to class and explain to the people that let this happen
That politics is not an opinion
It's a conversation about how people should be treated
Turns out your hot takes and sympathy for fascists
Actually really fucking matter
Votes affect real people and wreck real lives
60 million Americans would rather I die
I don't know what the future holds for me
But right now I can take in the scenery
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6. |
lectures
00:51
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A A F# E
I shouldn't've had those coffees
There's nothing I would rather be than asleep
Pippa's got the right idea being drunk in class
Who the fuck let engineers teach math
Stopped taking notes now just doodling
Why am I here if I'm not learning anything
Can't believe only 10 minutes have passed
Who the fuck let engineers teach math
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7. |
dark at 4
02:13
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C e a e
C F a e
From the last lecture of the day
Straight into Yorkshire rain
Everyone else heads to the bus
But at this point I can't fucking stand the bus
White knuckles
Clutching my tote bag
Carrying my now ruined notes
Still traversing the
Hes east wind tunnel
And struggling to get home
But I still fight the good fight to stay warm and well fed and not dead
As hard as it gets I know that soon I'll be in bed
Homemade flat white by my side, soft pillow underneath my head
Chugging cough meds
I need to get to sleep
It's been a damn hard week
This is surely better than drinking at least
I need to get some rest
Been waking up at noon and missing class
I'm not sure how long I can last
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8. |
ffs 2 (oh well)
02:10
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G C
G e G C
e C G G
Midnight listening to why
And sipping some bullshit guava flavoured sports drink
Without my teeth in
About to start smoking again
Cause I got excited
When you said "sure why not"
With that taken aback scrunchy smile
Outside the physics building
But 26 hours and 3 texts have passed since then
So I light a cigarette breathe in then stomp it out
Cause of course it's not as good as I remember
The first time I smoked with Fergus by the river
Looks like I just wasted £10
I wanted to hear your lyrics
And listen to you play guitar
For hours while lying on your floor
Staring up at your face
My perfect date
But...
Fuck
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vs the audience
01:43
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E E E E c# B E E
E C G B
God this is just a bit much
The stage is too bright
The crowd is too dark
There's tonnes of chatter
And I'm way too fucking sober
Aight
We are Seven Hour Darkness Invasion
We are here to play songs about self harm, masturbation and public transport
Woke up from a daydream
Into a venue
Tell me if I go out of tune
Cause I don't know what I'm doing
I don't know the lyrics, don't know the chords
How the fuck do you play guitar
How the fuck did I get this far
How did I stay alive this long
To sing you these songs
With the blood I've lost you would have thought
That something would've gone wrong
But here I am pouring my heart out to people I don't know
Welcome to the show
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a F C G
Feeling sad rather than nothing
While exploring the more bullshit parts of campus at night
And eating overpriced gas station wraps and cookies
What a way to life my life
I wanted this lp to have a resolution
But I don't think I'll ever be content enough to have the resolution I wanted
And I don't mean contentedness in a "deep" way
I just think I'm too lazy, unattractive, trans, masculine and unstable to ever really feel okay
I've been here 2 months and what's changed with me
I've got more scars and now I'm addicted to caffeine
But I still lay in bed each night, masturbating, listening to music, and writing lyrics on my phone
Alone
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11. |
love song 3
02:08
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0035 4030
If I hit send right now would you reply
I can see that you're online
And I'm still wondering was that love in your eyes
Or was it just a trick of the light
Copy out the text a couple times
Making sure I get it right
Then lock my phone, pull my covers over me
And fade away into the night
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inner space station
02:02
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C d a a a F C C
C C e F
C a F C e C F G
Another fucking freezing walk to the gas station
It's overpriced but it's the closest store I've got
I think I smell vaguely of lamb
And I haven't showered in a couple of days
That is probably not okay
Ignore the dozens of shelves dedicated to wine and beer
Focus on picking out some vegan chocolate biscuits for Erin
And milk and a couple pizzas for myself
To salvage this evening from hell
I've mentioned this before but now I really do think I'm starting to get fat
Queuing and internally debating is it better to starve or only eat starch
Maybe I should put these pizzas back, go home, make a latte, and wait to die
Maybe I should celebrate with some wine
Well too late now, at the front of the line
Incorrectly answer some question from the cashier about gas
And yes for god's sake I need a fucking bag
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e e C B
C- B- e- e-
C B e e
e C G D
e e C B
C B
C- B- e- e-
How have I been at this for two fucking hours
Kick off the covers and stare into the ceiling
I was hoping for a lazy Sunday morning
But now I'm hungry and tired and sweaty and still horny
Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
This is supposed to be relaxing
This is supposed to be my me time
Reading the latest shit
Off the erotic mind control story archive
But now I've finished all of Downing Street twice over
And chrystal heights has lost its charm
The readers picks aren't updating
And I'm so fucking tired of waiting
Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh
I think I've see all there is to see
Off of a c o and d
And I believe watching most live action scenes
Means admitting moral bankruptcy
But I need some release
Guess I could cut up my legs and take a shower
I'd have a good cry if I could
Pretty sure I was meant to kill myself by this point
Leave my lyrics to Lauren and send Erin my tab of the male gaze basslines
Write one final song for mom and dad and fergs
Go to a field and bleed out to the sunset
I can't sleep
I can barely remember to eat
I take pills to make me get up in the morning
What's the end goal of this war on apathy?
As if I'll wake up one day with ovaries
All I am is a resource intensive disease spreading machine
Lay still, eyes closed, dick in hand
Until I get back to sleep
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long walk home
02:26
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F F d/Bb F
F F d d A Bb A Bb/C
The hike down hull road takes an hour
But it's less expensive than the bus
Plus I don't have to deal with all the drunk clubbers
As I make my way back home from Dusk
Seeing queercore on a Thursday night
When Lauren introduced me to Kat
I think I made a decent first impression
Cause now we're allegedly in a band
I'm glad that I remember
And I'm glad that I made good jokes
But in spite of all that I'm still walking home alone
The streetlights illuminate my breath
As I clench my shivering jaw
Push my hands to the depths of my pockets
And hug myself as tight as I can
Picking up the pace towards the gas station
Because it's too cold out here to go through the ordeal of putting my headphones in
So all I'm listening to is
Footsteps and the occasional car
Foxes jumping up walls
It's beautiful but damn I can't enjoy it at all
I'm wondering how I'd feel if you were here
With me, arms linked, shouting over the wind
Would be a great night to share our first kiss
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E 11 5
Outpunkt sequence
c# B E E
Goddamn I forgot how much this stings
Hot shower water washing the red from my legs
I haven't got my contacts in so all I see is this
Discoloured orange blur growing by the drain
Now my cuts don't speak to me But I still love the imagery
I run my stained hands through my hair And just take it all in
My skin is a canvas
These scars are art
My tattoos are cheap and elegant
Will anyone appreciate
How much it hurts and how long it takes
Will anyone like what I've made of me
My hands are wet with blood and semen and soap and water
I think back to the time I scrubbed my cuts clean with a sponge in the kitchen sink
While my flatmates watched on in horror
As I told them it was their fault for being upset because they chose to care about me
Aesthetically a great scene but one of these days I really do need to follow through
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16. |
last day of term
03:05
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G G b b e e b C
G G D e C G C D
Guess I'm getting high
Again with friends
That's not really something to complain about
But who fucking cares
At Erin's house
Laying on the couch
Trying to tune out the noise of conversation
Cause I'm not okay enough to talk to anyone
Everybody looks like they're having fun
And I don't wanna bring them down
Headphones in
Try and block out the din
Search my music for something about being antisocial
God I feel so nauseas as I'm spinning into darkness
Eyes shut I still feel the world move around me
But I haven't lost my inhibitions I'm still in control
So before this gets worse, god help me I'm going home
All I wanted to do
Was make out and listen to xiu xiu
In your room
With the lights off
Phones on silent
Fingers intertwined
Speaking through soft gasps and eye contact
Under the covers
Your smile against mine
But instead I'm at home
Staring at the ceiling
Listening to the sounds of a party that I left
Fucking tired but I can't get to sleep
What a way to end the week
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G G b D e e C Csus2
Open my eyes as the sunset pours through my window
Would try to fall asleep again but my back hurts and I need to piss
God, is this really how I live
Urine hits the toilet seat as I work at the cartridge
My mother's tweezers tearing the razors apart
Hold one blade between my finger and my thumb
Not exactly sharp but whatever, sharp enough
Kick off my underwear and step into the shower
Turn it on and shiver as the cold water hits my skin
Sit down, breathe in
You got this
Pathetic
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7HDI demos London, UK
Check out 7hdi.bandcamp.com for official releases!
DEMOS for the band 7 Hour Darkness
Invasion. Be warned, there's a lot of out of tune singing and out of time playing. These are essentially drafts of what I want the albums to actually be.
C/W: lots of stuff about blood/suicide/alcohol/trans issues
... more
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