1. |
Eufrida
04:43
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Saving pages of night.
Temptress is open of eyes.
Has anyone called you by tongue before?
Has anyone claimed you?
My hands are read.
They're blessing your head.
By morning, they'll come to call Eufrida.
Let her get an easier way out.
Double binding. Fertile blinding. Sudden finding. Proper timing.
Never speak of where you belong.
It's my duty, not luxury, to grab wildly at this trophy.
Has anyone called you by tongue before?
Has anyone claimed you?
My hands are read.
They're blessing your head.
By morning, they'll come to call Eufrida.
Let her get an easier way out.
My hands are read.
They're blessing your head.
By morning, they'll come to call Eufrida.
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2. |
Serious Tops
04:29
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Less of now. The mirroring.
A sharpened strife.
Be more than a conforming paranoia fright.
Shaking off cold memories,
And slipped into a pair of mine,
But weening fine.
You're making me hopeless.
Agree. It's not me.
Taking up the audience.
I've made it right.
Ought to show and tell the obvious.
You taught it.
Tell me how to sear it light.
You're making me hopeless.
Agree. It's not me.
Come cup your hands,
I'm a leaking generation of doubt.
Run through your fingers,
Bring a boil to the argument.
Now evaporated, twin sedated.
I surrender to singers from a mother.
You're making me hopeless.
Agree. It's not me.
Singers, I write a loving for you.
I write of loving for singers.
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3. |
Halves
03:28
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This is thin. It is meek.
Deciding sides, to the womb we keep.
Before, on my own,
Picking people was like sharing alone.
Here goes the one.
The one I peel with and shed off lies.
It comes with every surprise I have.
So let me use you.
You'll never be new.
Let my touch remind you.
Each scar. Every tear.
Deep needing and terminal meeting.
I'll make sure that you know,
You're filling a feeding, not solving a meaning.
Here goes the one.
The one I peel with and shed off lies.
It comes with every surprise I have.
So let me use you.
You'll never be new.
Let my touch remind you.
Market. Marry.
Strained contrary.
Why must we be now?
So let me use you.
You'll never be new.
Let my touch remind you.
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4. |
Moocher
02:46
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To justify. Beg your way through a night.
Favor. Favor.
Help you to decide. Help yourself to the pie.
Favor. Favor.
Think you're earning that bread, selling thoughts in your head.
Favor. Favor. Favor.
Moocher. Gimme gimme gimme.
Moocher...
Found it outside. Found a way to survive.
Favor. Favor.
Pray for some prey. Pray for given away.
Favor. Favor.
I don't want you for takin'. Vagabond, swindler, snakin'.
Favor. Favor. Favor.
Moocher. Gimme gimme gimme.
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5. |
Chopped Cigars
03:40
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It's awake when you sleep.
It's tunnel vision that lovers keep.
It's a garment that'll brush your hand.
It's blind folded passion.
Oasis burning sands.
Yeah, this comes from turning up the light.
Yeah, sharing your promise to be right.
Yeah, I'm putting up with chopped cigars.
Yeah, she's waking water drops for hours.
These are the ones that show no faces.
While these are the ones expecting to go home.
These are the ones that we share in spaces.
And these are the ones that help you to bemoan.
Yeah, this comes from turning up the light.
Yeah, sharing your promise to be right.
Yeah, I'm putting up with chopped cigars.
Yeah, she's waking water drops for hours.
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6. |
Never Felt Better
03:05
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I drink to sick.
I'm digging holes, you're filling them in quick.
Candle lit.
A feast finished with porcelain.
Soft spell. I fell once before and I landed in the gutter.
And with time, I'm your hell;
A black cloud but I've never felt better.
Sitting still.
I'm the itch in skin you're stuck in.
I drink to kill.
Rip me off to the hands of another.
Soft spell. I fell once before and I landed in the gutter.
And with time, I'm your hell;
A black cloud but I've never felt better.
It might mean I've had plenty,
But I need you to resent me.
Don't leave me.
I'm your hell and I've never felt better.
Don't leave me half empty.
Can't you see? I'm your hell and I've never felt better.
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7. |
Muted Print
03:27
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Some gritty bark.
Some sloppy beat.
Some cunning words.
New Bedford street.
A night to drink.
One broken heart.
Fast as you can't.
Pubescent art.
I'm looking for the last shot.
All I want is to Smackin' I.
Trigger Big Lebow. '57. Hike.
Cuz all I want is to Smackin' I.
Trevor, Nick, Nuno, Johnny, John. Low-fi.
A day for me and no one else.
In a pinstriped suit,
Wassamattayou?
So break neck ties.
We're all starvin' for you.
Stab, stab, stab.
Debts and booze.
I'm looking for the last shot.
All I want is to Smackin' I.
Trigger Big Lebow. '57. Hike.
Cuz all I want is to Smackin' I.
Trevor, Nick, Nuno, Johnny, John. Low-fi.
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8. |
As I Am
04:05
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Consume me as you weep.
I didn't give you enough to let you sleep.
We salacious mules.
Dead bolt doors abiding by no rules.
Can't sleep.
Taste and Eat.
Break free,
And see me as I should be.
I'll make you beg from the core.
Picking locks to places you should not be in.
Petulant for more.
Breaking in to hurt yourself again.
Can't sleep.
Taste and Eat.
Break free,
And see me as I should be.
Murder to settle bets.
Hurt her to forget.
As I am.
As I should be.
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