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oil
01:35
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2. |
swallow
04:31
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got to know you got to get a little better in tune
these things are only deep as skin but you're different
think i saw you in the trenches in the water in the foliage
the ball of your fist, the hand at my side, the wink of your eye
the flow of the red as your heart links to mine
four hours left, time just flew by
if the visions are true then i'll run to you in the next life
swallow me up
darling
feel those earthquakes move me through you
finish me up
darling
means the world when it comes from you
i've been so hungry i've forgotten how to eat
why don't you go to the cafe pick me up something sweet
better yet smuggle me and my bottle of azt
in your bag, me in my drags
you trail your hand from my waist to my back
i lift my gown show my legs and my ass i can hail us a cab
i've run so long i don't know where to go
i see a look in your eyes that tears me to the bone
i see a dance in these lights that chills me into my core
i feel the time spent lately feel myself wanting more
i don't know why i never saw you for the thing that you are
i get my eyes checked but they can't take the wings or your sword
i feel your fire when you're close i feel you melting the cold
i've been through guys in an orbit on a course to my home
i've been bathed in the colors of love from the world
but what if you were my man and i was your girl
i've never been with a woman who's so close to being a man
but i've been with myself so i think i can understand
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sweat
05:47
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how dare you mete out perdition
why bear my name in the back of your mouth
who bade you stand and deliver
who made you wholly ungrateful and proud
i wear my best
stand at the edge
put forth my best foot and tumble to the ground
let your shit cake up my gown
don't let it shake up my crown
i wipe the sweat from my brow
where is the shame? what is the floor? who does it help?
what is the lowest that you've ever felt?
what are the harshest cards you've been dealt?
i drew the darkest parts squinting staring at nothing
but glistening fragments like sand in the oven
i'd threaten to knock out your teeth if i did not know
i'd just be hitting myself all over again
i watched your arms in the harvest
i watched your heat billow cold air to clouds
i took your scythe to the garden
i swung your sledge to the ground
yours paved in gold mine in brown
you waved your pitchfork around
i just want something to eat
you made a show in the town
while i made bread from your wheat
you hate the fox on the grounds
like you hate the hunger you feel
your eyes are sunk into puddles
you cannot see what is real
you hold your light the window
only your face is revealed
you see my night from a distance
you fear the space in the trees
you bring the spoon to your mouth
while you feel the snow falling down
but i wipe the sweat from my brow
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lighthouse
04:47
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it's no easier, when it's my fault
cruel of legend -- babies, all
she will spare my blue bird
but break him like her doll
and make him wander on
i'll leave the light on for you
i'll scrape the shadows from the sea
i'll bring the morning for you
i will break the dawn right through the gray
marble on the bedsheets, paper on the kite
flea on the back of a bull you're not meant to survive
i will sing whistle tones i will ring bells of stone
i will wake them, scaly moonlight, fishlike altar, turning ocean into sky
i will curl my fingers to swirl the spume
trawl the deeps and shadows in search of you
it is my darkest part, it is my strangest muse
let me curse the gods, but let me know the truth
let my eyes pierce through
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5. |
cherry pie
06:05
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flying away
with all the salt and spray
now my old hermit shell
looks guilty like a child
men have silent hearts
convinced that i'm the truth
but i can only ever hope to see myself in you
there's a secret in my room
move the dresser to reach the painting
hear my voice in vinyl scraping
i know
though he is in my home
i am not a thing that's my own
yes, i know
i feel it
the love you sent to me
i feel it
the moment you set me free
i feel it
in a place my heart can see
i feeeel it, i feeeel it
the man and the woman, the father and the child
these trees will whisper, the leaves will cry out loud
bubbly milkshake, lunch on the town
send messages backward for those who need them now
trying to shake
that awful nauseous feeling
that comes with too much self. pouring at the rim
sand me down and fall my shoulders
bring me there once all is over
watch me floating, bouncing over, skipping off the skim
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6. |
froth
01:29
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7. |
fumes
04:07
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place to place
home to home
tired arms
weigh like stone
slough the meat
from the bone
daylight hour
burn a hole
sorry i'm so tired
city all afire
stinging awful silence
wood and scraping iron
sprawl our arms like giants
dig our claws like lions
curve of the horizon
can not hold the size of
a shower oughta put me right
and some pizza
i didn't get a wink last night
now i need some
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8. |
writhe
04:25
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writhe in pain
cry your name
i move to retrace your steps with the things you left
hold my face
clutch my waist
i just want to feel myself with another's help
wake up in a jacket and jeans
lay down for an hour or three
take out about a gallon of weed
emptying my pockets
spaced out at the hassle of being
search around, i have nothing to eat
check account, about 103
emptying my pockets
take out roommate's bike on the street
dodge cars as puddles splash on my feet
buy up barely just what i need
emptying my pockets
oh, i'm stained
by the rain
i let it wash through my hair as i run to you
violence is coming they will soon begin the killings
and i see myself in crosshairs, i don't see myself surviving through it
wake up in a jacket and jeans
traincar feel the rattle unease
cops prod my sleeping bag with their knees
ask what's in my pockets
guns drawn flashes pointed at me
run on fleshy bruised bloody feet
riverbound as i feel bullets breeze
thinking i can cross it
halfway and my limbs start to freeze
dogs chase and they catch up with ease
bullets graze and i'm stuck in the weeds
might be time to forfeit
something lifts me over the trees
watch myself with the flow of the reeds
part of me lifting out of my reach
out of my body
parting ways with the horizon i've seen
as it curves and twists and breaks at the seams
light and space and time becoming the same
spinning into orbit
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9. |
sick
03:30
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hands twisted in a mane
desperate i call your name
i hear my own voice back
in a different tone
i notice i can't breathe
i hear you calling me
but it can't be true
im sick of rice i'm sick of bread
sick of lying in my bed
waiting for you to turn the key
im sick of bread im sick of rice
sick of saying the same things twice
thinking of you thinking of me
im sick im sick im sick
dont look too deeply into it
let me burn the candle to the wick
and watch it dry
im sick im sick im sick
too sick to handle all of this
just hold my hand inside your fist
and hold it tight
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10. |
stew
04:02
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in the sickening rush
there's a cone of light coming in
bring every color with, bringing every color with
this is me giving up
this is my soul, relinquished
kicking snow into mist, kicking snow into mist
i see the dead rising from the seabed
shapes and colors forming from a distance
i can't explain it
it's a thickening glut
it's a full vat sunken in
i'm a moon bound offering, i'm moon-bound off the rim
stillborn stick in the mud
you're the tool they opt in
a cruel blade sharpened, a cruel blade sharpened
doesn't matter, anything i say
water come, wash it all away
dust come, mix us in the swell
thousand years, a part of someone else
thousand years, a part of someone new
chemical in biologic stew
carried on with all the things i've seen
carried on with all the things i know
holding on with everything i have
isn't much, but more than i can stand
holding on with everything i have
isn't much, but more than i can stand
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11. |
meat
04:51
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under the oil
the world above looks like aluminum foil
i feel the tide
i face the blinding rays of pearlescent white
carried west, carried east
carried out of my own reach
the cost is more of me
like supermarket meat
oh no, i don't have more to give
oh no, i don't have more to give up
i'm in the dark
i steer my fins and slither smooth as a shark
i chip and fray
poking ribs and signs of open decay
carried east, carried west
simply hoping for the best
the cost is more of me
like supermarket meat
oh no, i don't have more to give
oh no, i don't have more to give up
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