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Drunk on What

from Drunk On What I Am by Kyle Numann

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I was laying in the sickest of beds with a knot on my head the size of my skull, and all it could hold is one hard thought. That thought on a single hinge swung loose in the wind like a barn door blowing, with the peal of a creak and a steady knock.

The fog lays low. I swing open and closed, and I swing open:

If I'm only me, I'm not myself.

I was laying in the sickest of beds, and what was not on my head was the size of my skull. All it could hold was a few dull rocks. Those rocks, as hard as I threw them, didn't break the surface of nothing. Just empty sky on a pane of glass.

What's drowned and under tow, I can't see but I know. I know, but I can't..

If I'm only me, I'm not myself.

If I am myself, I'm mostly something else...

& Then I'm right here in my body, in your kitchen, as you work the blade of the knife, dividing onions, and your eyes swell like lakes. The blood in our veins beats with a rhythm that we keep without thought.

Hello, my love. I'm drunk on what I am, and what I'm not.

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from Drunk On What I Am, released April 15, 2014

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