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Don't Forget Me (Interlude)

from Slug Dreams by Dolly Dirtbag

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lyrics

I still feel like I haven’t arrived and the places are all a jumble. The city is too small and also enormous. I pass by the same places in my car like I’m on a ride at Disneyworld, the track takes you the same way every time. The same Best Buy Krispy Kreme, the way the Best Buy Krispy Kreme looks from the window. I’m still waiting for someone to reveal themselves because I’m never at the center of the city or my life. My sister said she could never live in the valley because of our grandparents, our great-grandparents and the track they were so stuck on but we didn’t know them. They were just characters in a sad story or smiling faces on a billboard, selling an expensive happiness and so I find them everywhere and nowhere.

I’m falling, I’m just falling, grabbing at things, scraping my fingers along the walls, soft pads and then nails, away from him, far from him but touching the wall as him. So many people still live in me and I dress them up and hang them on the walls. I believe in more and more. I stack on layers. I add to them. I write and rewrite conversations, I feel them, I repeat. And then I forget. I make the same mistakes.
Here I am hungover again.
Here I am hungover again.
Here I am hungover again.

Did you think you could erase me? Of course you would write me as a punchline, how you, how us. I am only a character now even to myself and your words might as well become my memories and I hate you for rewriting me so empty, for rewriting us as just anyone.
Your story is empty, the people are flat.
Our life was empty, and we were so flat.
You wish you could rewrite me and erase the pain but don’t forget it sleeps lightly between the lines, like my hand hesitating at your bellybutton.
How does it feel to hear me tell it?

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from Slug Dreams, released September 14, 2021

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Dolly Dirtbag Los Angeles, California

gemini drag queer // trash diva // slug queen

LA-based avant-pop singer, songwriter and producer

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