1. |
Junk DNA
02:50
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2. |
Elijah
05:27
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cross-eyed and beneath myself
spilling summer firework displays
I count my steps and times I step on cracks
lose track, just like everyday
angels were bombs
for the kneed
& praying for rain
tea in all the tin can ocean
swimming through the taxi stop and go
talking like a sophist, no
rewording things that you already know
deem this a dream
& admit that sober time,
it goes too slow
turn it upside down, the bottle
burn the autumn leaves of ease away
space becomes a blanket
warms and boils out complacent disarray
sleep shattered glass
and run across it all to clog the drain
I [eye] can think of time and waste it
watch it die invisible in my (repeat 4x)
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3. |
Sidewalks
03:39
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smear your mind across your chest
I'll tell you follow your heart
you look so tired, so depressed
ever since you canceled your credit card
it's no big secret it's a drag
just trying to keep yourself fed
& I get this feeling sometimes
waking up is like coming back from the dead
you drink when you're sober
you leave her once you love her
believe me
sometimes only lonely people die
happy
just like mostly boasters seem to cry
outright
before the tomb blooms flowers up above
in the light
find the will to kill for the sake of love
why am I always trying to find
myself in a dead star's light?
who'd stay faithful when they're
juxtaposed to another guy's life?
cut out my soul if you can find it
I wish you the best
just leave an I.O.U. for god
if you somehow find out he exists
you drink when you're sober
you leave her once you love her
believe me
sometimes only lonely people die
happy
just like mostly boasters seem to cry
outright
before the tomb blooms flowers up above
in the light
find the will to kill for the sake of love
smear your heart across your head
I'll tell you love ain't wise
melt it down, that riverbed
& I promise, I'll be your wife
cut down on taking it easy
impress me and die
& I'll lie beside you in that tomb
& hope to god I'm still alive
you drink when you're sober
you leave her once you love her
believe me
sometimes only lonely people die
happy
just like mostly boasters seem to cry
outright
before the tomb blooms flowers up above
in the light
find the will to kill for the sake of love
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4. |
Chainsmoke Song
03:58
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"hang on me, hang on me" you said
I laughed up at the nothingness
"don't blame me, don't blame me" I sighed
you were gone and I was dead
you said, "I can't see nowhere but down
& it's all I see is
everything I've gone without
& the beautiful cigarette hangs from my mouth,
does someone have a light?"
"blow me out, blow me out" you burned
"aren't we all just taking turns?"
"carry on, carry on" I lied
"time delivers pleasures earned"
you said, "I don't believe you my friend
my misery cannot tell time & does not depend
on the good I do
& no matter how much I spend,
time's eating me alive"
"Help me someone, help me" you screamed
"let me out, I want to leave"
"Stay here please, I beg you, don't go
think of all you could achieve"
you said, "I can't see nowhere but down
& it's all I see is everything I've gone without
& the beautiful cigarette hangs from my mouth
I never got to light."
it's only recycled & dead renditions
of formality gone to hell
we hope for the best, pretend we're immortal
& call it living well
I was broken apart like a bottle exploding
& shattered like the stars in the sky
but now all I want is the sun to come up
I'll be gone & you'll be fine
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my childhood was a bit
of an unfiltered cigarette,
calming with a toxic delay
nearly two decades of sorrowful
thoughts of tomorrow &
constantly signing my name
to documents I
never read with my eyes
but felt they would help me along
the steep icy path
of a drunk woman's laugh
but now my legs are gone
it's been a shotgun blast
it's been divine
praying for my godlessness
to pay off in due time
I am insatiable
reluctant to unwind
& claiming death is beautiful
I hope I stay alive
I've spent 17 years
loving vague ideas
of cold, hard women
in black high heels
numb-tongued vagabonds
handing out mirrors
eating like fame
& dressing up like fears
it's been a joy
just a pleasure, I mean
it's really just something
I'm bound to be forgetting
but the one thing
I know for sure is that
the good things,
they never fucking happen
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