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Biscuits Intro
00:15
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2. |
Bovine Excision
02:53
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Diet Dr. Pepper, Raymond Carver
Sitting in the bathtub while they’re knocking
I wanna be untouchable
I wanna be untouchable
You took the door off its hinges
Doll eyes red in the litmus
I felt the pea, can I eat it?
I felt the pea, can I eat it?
Picking leeches off white underwear
neck, back, inscrutable stare
I wanna be impossible
I wanna be impossible
Fred flirts with the bartender
“We met last year here, remember?”
she says I’m old but I’m not dead
she says I’m old but I’m not dead
Rice wine, lime flavored Lays
passing go to sit in driveways
clad in leopard, clutch the bannister
twirling like a Degas dancer
I just wanted to be your friend
cup of tea in your cold hand
And drained, drained bloodless
And drained drained bloodless
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3. |
Hole In A Frame
03:03
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Nothing goes how it was gonna
You miss the boat, you gotta swim
But I don’t have to tell you that
Tulsa, Oklahoma, Hole in a frame
Sid was vicious
And the drywall cracked
Like an autograph
That endlessly appreciates
A little death goes a long way
There I am where I should not be
Obviously I bought the ticket and
took the ride
Pissing in the wind and
Trying to circumvent your line of vision
from stage right
Like a photograph
Of the last time I came
A little death goes a long way
It's raining I’m straying from the border
You know what they say about the baby and the corner
Maybe I was born for this
Dying to myself while you hold the onus
Will you hold the onus? (x3)
A little death goes a long
A little death goes a long
A little death goes a long way
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4. |
Lizard
03:20
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With the strength of your new core,
you glide headlessly
Wiping blood with your upper hand,
making a wall of me
Firmly trying to use your tail
to conjure a new brain
Even though we both know
it just works the one way
Peace is a double locked door
I’m the whore with the extra key
Up on the table in my headset
dancing to something sweet
I didn’t come here to make you look
but intentions are for the guilty
I’m worth my weight in your image
dancing to something sweet
It’s a beautiful party, and it’s not mine to ruin
Don’t do it (x4)
With your neck on the line
spun me into a star
Now you can not touch it
and you can’t get far
Passing the lighter
spilling gin at my feet
Up on the table in my headset
dancing to something sweet
At this beautiful party which is not mine to ruin
Don’t do it (x4)
On the side of the road
through your Nikon Coolpix
I was in warrior pose
you saw the crucifix
in a state of nature
with a mission to remind
You keep flashing your angle
like you wanna see mine
(Don’t do it)
Do you wanna see mine?
(x4)
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5. |
Dare
03:21
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When I touched you I felt
the current of your dare
I think you wanted me to feel it
because you know we’re the same
Two shades of good paint
all spread thin by the vision
Blended so the hands resist him
keeping his dare away
He comes adorned in vacancy
and staring blankly
Your nails tapping on the dry cell
I’m imagining they’re weapons
Breaking the glass
letting the fates capitulate
From this side I will always understand
the way that you protect him
I will always understand
the way that you protect him
(x2)
I can’t stop crossing the line
and you can’t stop trying
to keep me on the other side
If only you could read my mind
(x2)
I will always understand
the way that you protect him
(x4)
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6. |
Fair Game
02:34
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Fair game when I light up
It’s a hot night and I’m a sun bug
I’ve got no shortage of brilliance
If you can catch me in a clear cup
Gloves off when you swell up
It’s a hot night and I’m a drill bug
Even up in a shadowbox
the bloods mine or the bloods lost
You can go outside on a hot night and clap
but you won’t get your blood back
(x2)
My heart in a good fight
to die hard and be light
Burns slow and shines bright
from behind a bowed frame
Boneless in the backyard
I bend well and suck hard
If a hickey is a trump card
it’s the reflex of a fair game
You can go outside on a hot night and clap
but you won’t get your blood back
(x3)
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7. |
Spine Oil
03:23
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Pulling the suit straps over my hips
Blow Waylon a kiss while he drinks piss
Stuff a salmon in the silhouette
Look for jesus in my rosettes
Some nights I feel him in the chimney
I made a blood pact here with Gigi
Woke up the next on the edge of the sea
A vial of spine oil at my pebble-proof feet
You’ve mistaken my joy for weakness
Baby your mistake, you’re mistaken
It won’t go down easy
You think I won’t do it, you think I won’t do it
You think I won’t do it, but there’s nothing to it
You trailblazer with your pencil
Outward bound to your potential
I’ll take the plant like a virgin
Everything hurts when it goes in
Ass up heart broke in a leotard
On the freeway that’s running through the yard
Do you wanna see the heavenly creature?
You’ve mistaken my joy for weakness
Baby your mistake, you’re mistaken
It won’t go down easy
Do you wanna see the heavenly creature?
You’ve mistaken my joy for weakness
baby your mistake, you’re mistaken
It won’t go down easy
(x2)
It won’t go down easy (x2)
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8. |
Craziest Person
01:05
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I always look for the craziest person in the room
Sit down with the craziest person in the room
I’d rather be part of something awful
than lie about having fun with you
Or maybe it’s just that the craziest person in the room
Makes me the second craziest person in the room
I’d rather hear someone else’s problems
than worry about what I’m supposed to do
What am I supposed to do? (x3)
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9. |
Sacred
02:37
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I walked outside naked
got in the pool and passed out
You saw something sacred
but you never loved me like you hate me now
The poetry without the words
The screen door and mackerel clouds
The sounds of southbound hummingbirds
And so you never loved me like you hate me now
I needed it as much as you
playing the piano at your parents house
I know you didn’t ask me to
but I wanted you to love me like you hate me now
Ou you never loved me like you hate me now (x4)
Mumbling from your corner
at your back and in your defense
Pale rider in a summer dress
and you’re watching me spinning round and round
And playing dead like a bitch
with my tongue out on the ground
Saying without saying it
that you never loved me like you hate me now
Ou you never loved me like you hate me now (x4)
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10. |
Carousel
03:27
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Your eyes are upside down
You close them when the drums kick in
And it's your superpower
That no one knows you’re listening
I’ve been rubbing together bramble
I wanna hitch my fire to your candle
Pretend to sleep in separate beds at Christmastime
You find solace in the horror
I hear your heart beat for Florida
All of your celebrity crushes
Are asymmetrical like me
I’ve been rubbing together bramble
I wanna hitch my fire to your candle
Waving at friends
Throw back my head on a carousel ride
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11. |
Proof
04:14
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To be loved like a child’s toy or cigarette
is to die a funny feeling in a chest
The girls bleed and drape over the recliner
You breathe slow in the dark
letting pass every spark
Counting on me to catch eyes like fire
But you don’t know me bitch
You don’t know me bitch
The front door nods like an old plug
ignitions lull with a hum
and just when you thought you could trust me to leave
You don’t know me bitch
You don’t know me bitch
I wished for you to read my mind
I wanted you to come and find
Me waiting in the foyer for you
And when you weren’t there
I made out of thin air
What would bear resemblance to proof
That you don’t know me bitch
You don’t know me bitch
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12. |
North Poles
04:11
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Sliding door squeaking
while I’m pouring your tea in
while you’re cutting a blue pill
in half for me
A few seconds of silence
before they let the air in
and by then we might’ve
already fermented
Back to back with our fists around
natural wine from the corner
fighting over the cork
We were born to be closers
and to find each other
like north poles of magnets
When you see yourself in someone
how can you look at them?
Trying to feel hugs from heaven
Jack off to someone who’s pregnant
Little blue dress for the strangers
Little black dog in the manger
Back to back with our fists around
natural wine from the corner
fighting over the cork
We were born to be closers
and to find each other
like north poles of magnets
When you see yourself in someone
how can you look at them?
Popstar fingers
Costumed telegram singers
Beating a dead ringer
with a spyware lipstick
Back to back with our fists around
natural wine from the corner
fighting over the cork
We were born to be closers
and to find each other
like north poles of magnets
When you see yourself in someone
how can you look at them?
Over the counter
in the yellow light
Hands with an empty
glass and a steak knife
Everyone’s sofia
you cannot stop crying
I cannot stop drinking
Can I let the light in?
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13. |
Pants
06:03
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There’s us again
In a 747
Over the ocean
That’s how you ruin that
Weightless
Eyes closed
Let go
Let it take you down
Take me down
Am I missing something
Who was I when I bought these pants
They’re non refundable
Now I’m questioning everything I am
Weightless
Eyes closed
Let go
Let it take you down
Weightless
Eyes closed
Let go
Let it come around
Not today, no ballroom tears
I can’t make this disappear
And how long has it been here?
And how long have I been here?
But wait what is that sound
It’s sharp it’s sad it’s loud
Too then to be right now
I’ll trade the why for how
Weightless
Eyes closed
Let go
Let it take you down
Weightless
Eyes closed
Let go
Let it come around
(Come around)
Come around
Wanna see what’s under these Levis?
I got nothing under these Levi’s
(x8)
Not today no ballroom tears
Lipstick on my teeth in the mirror
How long has this been here?
How long have I been here?
But wait what is that sound
It’s sharp it’s sad it’s loud
Too then to be right now
I’ll trade the why for how
(Biscuits)
Sometime in august, one can of biscuits
you got to hold on
24 miller lites and the dog on the couch
with her shirt on
Summer of ‘23 but I can’t remember
the last one
Maybe you start living the moment you stop
feeling so dumb
Pink blossoms luring you to an invitation
from the sapling
Makes you wonder which magical things
were already happening
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