1. |
Please Lend Me Your Car
01:28
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2. |
This Is The Season
03:30
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the prominent tree
holds no mystery to me
and I live in the inverted woods
where the shackles and chains
of the last vernal rain
rub my nose in the dry summer soot
the rusty tire iron
has broken my spine
and I crawled a malevolent mile
I have vomited roads
and squashed forest toads
and nearly choked on my bile
this is the season
where we hamstring reason
and fly
the crescent is crimson
alongside her rim
and her center a sickening white
her power will swell
but you never can tell
whether she yearns to kiss or to smite
this is the season
where we hamstring reason
and fly
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3. |
Vampire Castle
03:00
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there's blood in the water
in flyover country
a vampire castle
a figure of eight
I knew you were lying
I know what you're thinking
I tried not to scare you
it's prob'ly too late
the knives are all sharpened
it probably happened
who cares if she's bleeding
complicit in fate
the marys are bloody
in hangover country
the stakes have been sharpened
a figure of hate
the murky seas churning
the kraken awakens
the tidewater ripples
now throw in the bait
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4. |
Tuesday
01:00
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You know I stole this chord progression
I hope you don't mind
Were you looking for an outside connection
To waste all your time
Forget about hearts
and states of the art
you can have some of mine
anytime
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5. |
Complaints Department
02:08
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I'm throwing out my cel phone
I'm tired of all the bad texts
tired of all the plot holes
tired of being on read
Keep sayin' on the weekend
I'll drive myself to your place
Traffic on the 43
Shock all on your face
She's going on and on about her big things
I keep thinkin' I'm not ready
What's going on and on is such a mystery
She ain't speakin', I'm not ready
Stuck in my bed, my head is in a bad way
One more minute, I'm not ready
All these complaints I make are gonna fix things
No one hears'em
I'm not ready.
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6. |
Offline
04:28
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I tried to trust you
But fangs are for incisions
I think you know
I'm programmed for bad decisions
Am I awake
I feel I must be dreaming
Are you real
Or simple simply scheming
You turn on and off and on a million times a minute
What you haven't noticed is my patience has a limit
(it's time for you to disconnect me)
Take me offline
Bad time sunshine
I am the fly
Caught up in your machinery
I see you smile
And disappear into the scenery
You've got me pinned
Now it's clear what you're intending
A sparkly void
where the pain is neverending
You turn on and off and on a million times a minute
What you haven't noticed is my patience has a limit
You're content to watch me dance around at your insistence
I invite you all to watch my act of last resistance
(Its time for you to disconnect me)
Take me offline
Bad time sunshine
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7. |
Hell
02:22
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Heaven is a place
Hell is just rooms
Empty shelves and space
Cars that don't move
Fires will not warn us
Of the thieves and the concubines that creep
The struggling of Jacob.
The Angels met on streets
Heaven is a place
Hell is just rooms
Empty shelves and space
Cars that don't move.
Heaven is a place
Hell is just you
Thinking of what you say
Scars you won't lose
Its awful and it's simple
And its not so easily undone
The shade of a thimble
Against the ever present sun
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8. |
Quincy
03:00
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9. |
Riverwest
02:15
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little girl big girl masculine faces
remove yourself at once from our feminist spaces
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11. |
The Hanged Man
04:24
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I was looking at the moon.
No, the other moon.
Your egg sac was ripe
I took you by the tentacles
I really like your tentacles
I was looking at the moon
No, the other moon
no, no, no, no, no
I was looking at the moon
No, the other moon
when daylight comes
I'll speed to your planet
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13. |
Xanax Paychecks
03:20
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Xanax
Paychecks
Clap backs
You
Xanax
Paychecks
Clap backs
You
Girlfriends wondering where you are
Make up running like a foreign car
Tuesday mornings in the dark alone
Keep Forgetting where I left my phone
Staring out of a Volvo window.
Wishing I was somewhere else
Holding onto a certain angle
Just so I can see myself
When I'm running around
Cool shades on
I got no regrets
All day long
When I'm running around
Cool shades on
I got no regrets
It don't last long
Fuckin up my room again
Fuckin up my head
Fall asleep on the floor again
God I miss my bed
Fuckin up my room again
Fuckin up my head
Ill never sleep at your house again
Dont wanna miss your bed
Xanax
Paychecks
Clap backs
You
Xanax
Paychecks
Clap backs
You
Shower speaker playing way too loud
Neighbors mad I need to turn it down
Checking my messages for something sweet
Gonna have to move next week
Pack up my shit and hold my breath
I'm Glad it hasn't hit me yet.
Closet full of vintage dresses
Brave face on, I'm such a mess.
When I'm running around
Cool shades on
I got no regrets
All day long
When I'm running around
Cool shades on
I got no regrets
It don't last long
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14. |
Sky Bvtches
02:33
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Sky Bvtches
Wait
Don't go
I hardly said your name
You
Came here
Pale and underground
You can run
if you want
Sky Bvtches
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Chicken Addendum
Chicken Addendum
Burning out for all time
The alfredo sauce is mine
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16. |
Chicken Addendum
02:14
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Chicken Addendum
Chicken Addendum
Burning out for all time
The alfredo sauce is mine
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17. |
Look At Me
02:51
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sorry I’m too masculine for you
I tasted your scorn on my lips
children don’t speak unless spoken to
so I bit out my tongue for the kids
They all seemed distressed
when you walked in the room
wearing that dress
if you caught them looking
just think of what they might do
they’re all swinging Dicks
Toms Harrys and Barbies
with perfectly smoothed-over parts
the rest of them looking
for a tall man to save them
as they sneak from their wives
in the dark
They all sound annoyed
when you have your moment
the girls and the boys
who won’t say your real name
no matter how many times you told them
Yeah you can look at me
I get it, I get it
Yeah you can look at me
I get it, I get it
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19. |
Say Something
05:46
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Empty halls
Displeased with
The cat calls
allegiance
Go on keep
Your secret
These scuffles
One misstep
Repeated
When it bled
You tasted
What it meant
I'm not going through this again x 4
All hours
Staying in for some air
Circuits blowing
That cannot be repaired
As if you forgot to mention it
Did you think it was irrelevant
Phone dying
It was so badly planned
Someone's joking
And its at my expense
As if it was something menancin'
Did you think that I was delicate
Why don't you
Say something
Say something
Say something
Say something
Say something
Say something x2
Our quicksand
This one room
Your mission
Your God too
You're awful
I'll love you
No one knows
That won't do
In ribbons
I'll hold you
This program's
Control move
I'm not going through this again x4
(smash the control images, smash the control machine)
All hours
Staying in for some air
Circuits blowing
That cannot be repaired
As if you forgot to mention it
Did you think it wasn't relevant
Phone dying
It was so badly planned
Someone's joking
And its at my expense
As if it was something menancin'
Did you think that I was delicate
Why don't you
Say something
Say something
Say something
Say something
Say something
Say something x2
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Aubrey Van Gelded Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Aubrey Van Gelded is a poorly-programmed cyborg on the loose in Milwaukee Wisconsin.
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