1. |
Deletion
04:24
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if i could pick it right
i'd feel my movings over you
finger-fulls of ethical woos
should we be grooming into two?
did you know it wasn't me walking down the sidewalk?
my ghost left us back around the corner
i heard you breathe through your nose as you walked off
but did you know i've got
time to move over this slope on my shoulders
i can see the rose for its thorns when it's gone
it's been heavy on my skull since last october
i've been carrying to large of a load for way too long
give it some time
it will be fine and then you can unwind
it's alright
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2. |
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i taste my mouth again
my hands still shake from all the drinking
blood on my blouse again
i have a headache and my nose is leaking
i saw god again
smoking crack in an electric chair
it's odd to pretend
that there's no truth in all the dirty corners
sure, the snake is tired
just cut its head off
yeah, this place is marred
they killed the rabbit
let's paste your house again
we lick all the blood off of the floorboards
eat through the mask, my friend
fold your tin foil around burnt out matches
sure, the snake is tired
just cut its head off
yeah, this place is marred
they killed the rabbit
no, don't read my palms
the lines are bending
pass the braying god
we don't know the ending
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3. |
Creeping In
03:24
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too many lightbulbs flickering
in the shadows please crush me again
did i see your face on the wall ?
where yam i going ?
and is it real when i'm there ?
the smell of dogs and passing cars
demons on the hill
burnt out blinkers from afar
where i spilled
did i see your face down the hall ?
where ya going ?
and is it real when you're there ?
grocery stores are hard
with fluorescent bulbs and thoughts of dark
places in my pockets eating change
cooking on the skull from a heated brain
i sneak out the room
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4. |
Chaos On Court
02:53
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when you cross the crosswalk sideways
do you need to come back my way ?
can you see the chaos streetlight ?
cuts and bruises bleeding all night
are you tucking a dagger into their throat?
people screaming // drinking too much
i can see the gripping the crutch
not to keen on testing my luck
did you see him? he pulled out a gun
are you tucking a dagger into their throat?
it's just like "oh my god"
could you ever see yourself
stumbling bleary eyed?
and at the corner you lose your health
are you tucking a dagger into their throat
bum out
and watch cops
fade out
and get lost
are you tucking a dagger into their throat?
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5. |
It Hit
02:15
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there's broken glass here
we need an exhale
when we're exiting
cold at the exit sign
trouble thrusting
and maladjusted
talking to talk sweet in your own ear is hard
flowers on the wrap
maybe just take a nap
and try not to think about when
it hit
it's buffering and leaking spit
it's wonderful and reeks of piss
i can remember back when
it hit
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6. |
Suitcase
03:35
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i say "hold tight"
not everybody wants to
you say "alright"
not everybody means to
you say "oh no looky there
someone's crying down on the staircase"
i say "oh no what despair,
let's help them gather up their suitcase"
they read me the poem that they had broken
smoldering and spilling the lines
tremble on the dirt that they're choking
heavy hand and curves in their spine
if you could read it all the time
would you see the light in the rhymes
another headache // another light
just know that the dribbles are fine
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7. |
Spiral Stares
02:40
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catch me on the rooftop
i'll be gripping quick
on the back of your jacket
pull me up
spiral the staircase to my lungs
and we're sipping on our haircuts
i can see another dangling
angel on my skin
tuck it in with the needling
and it blew into ya
is it fluent to ya ?
shuffle the deck now
or let's just lay down
resting to number
or we'll just wonder
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8. |
Porch Swung
03:11
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9. |
Sweet Lights
04:00
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an indication
sweet lights
dreaming of you
and streetlights
flickering too
no need for money here
bloody in underwear
loving the biting stare
nothing but everywhere
//
cooking the plate again
holding a drippy friend
bleeding the fountain pen
i see the light again
//
(can i see the light ?)
and invitation
sweet lights
dreaming of you
and streetlights
flickering too
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sure, i'd wanna be a bug
climbing daisies to the cemetery tombstones i have known before
sure, i'd love to help a slug
cross the treacherous trail home and safely walking through the woods
does it help to be a lobster ?
steady bending with our posture
i paste it on the wall
you gather in to cast another call
calming eyes again
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11. |
Ambergris
03:41
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the day's done
i'm folding the lights in my lair
the night's won
i'm sorry it made you so scared
take this horse off of your chest
lay your heavies down to rest
take a tired taste of air
bend and breech but i'm still there
it's that creature stuck in our hair
time to crawl down these spiral stairs
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12. |
Ampersand
02:17
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if you could plant a row
getting higher when you're cold
singing hallelujah
to the great unknown
you could read my soul
getting brighter on it's own
singing hallelujah
to the great unknown
where i am home
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13. |
Headin' To Ya
02:22
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