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Government Sac
02:46
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I piss battery acid, I come spiritual apathy, my sex- none of your business, will your bones be liquefied?
My teeth fall out of my head in this nightmarish fever dream. My mouth fills up with blood, you always taste like this.
I am coming undone. Feel the heat of the sun, I don’t want to run. I am coming undone.
I piss battery acid, I come spiritual apathy, my sex- none of your business, will your bones be liquefied?
I am feeling intoxicated again. Like I can’t walk, like I can’t walk home, I feel alone, you’re never alone. I can’t walk home, I feel alone, you’re never alone.
I piss battery acid, I come spiritual apathy, my sex- none of your business, will your bones be liquefied?
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2. |
Me Stupid
03:08
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You know you’d be a lot safer in a cage. Than you wouldn’t be always in the way. Color me stupid.
Mark it down, the day you stopped believing all the things they say, all the things you say. Color me stupid.
Whatever you want, whatever you want, no matter the cost.
It’s all for sale, everything must go. Can’t let it be, it’s not your property. Color me stupid.
Whatever you want, whatever you want, no matter the cost.
You know you’d be a lot safer in a cage. Then you wouldn’t be always in the way. Color me stupid.
I told you to stay away from me or I’d have to slit your throat through.
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For Larvae
02:12
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A puddle on the floor, a painting on the door, cave dweller to explore. More, more, more.
Larvae at the door, a liar but not a whore, rock garden to explore. More, more, more.
Pleading, flailing, feeling like, feeling like a bore, bore, bore.
Scratch and scratch and scratch some, some more.
Tell yourself what’s in store, store, store.
Who have you been, you wear the wrong skin, you just want more, larvae at the door.
Will you escape this place? Don’t want to see my face. Larvae’s what’s at stake.
More, more, more. What’s it for? More, more, more. What’s it for? When you’re screaming, yelling at you. Picture those converting.
When there’s something pulling on you, picture that face screaming at you. Picking, pulling, dragging at you. You want more, more, more.
A puddle on the floor, a painting on the door, cave dweller to explore. More, more, more.
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Birthday Oats
00:36
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As long as I’ve got my birthday oats, I’m gonna be fine tomorrow.
Don’t invite me I won’t show, you don’t care, you don’t care. Rather be home, crying ‘lone, you don’t care, you don’t care.
A fleabag, leaking scab, massive heart attack. Science lab, making mad, Dude is breaking bad. So fucking dumb, so fucking done.
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Garbage Pile
02:01
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This tiny little lady passed outside my car window, she was leaning against the building’s wall.
She was screaming this high pitched scream inside of the bar. Who is waking her up? Who is taking her home?
I kind of wonder what she is dreaming of and if the dream will continue while she sleeps on her way home.
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Total Recluse
03:04
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I tried to stop my scream, tried to stop. Drifting into a blackhole, blackhole.
Shouting toothless, total recluse. Feeling useless, total recluse. You just need your space, a total recluse. Don’t kill yourself, total recluse.
I told you to back away, I told you to stay away.
Licks the toes, a total recluse. It’s just a kink, a total recluse. Don’t kill yourself, a total recluse. You’re not useless, total recluse.
I told you to back away, I told you to stay away.
Cuts and scrapes on knees. A bloody site to see. You’re standing next to me. I saw you tonight and well it’s actually a rare deformity of heart and soul for me. I saw you in the hall, I stumbled as you fell. Are you here for me? It’s hard for me to tell. Hard for me to tell.
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Shut Up Kiss Me
03:33
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Say I Told You To
03:32
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My grandma told me to be kind, my grandma told me not to fight. But I think you’d look real nice if I were to black your eye. Liquid eye, it’s inside.
Dad’s head off, external screams. You can’t do what I can do. When snow falls and white wolves die, tell me why the time flies.
I see you in these dreams year after year.
Walk away from what I say, I told you to escape.
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9. |
You When I'm Lost
02:19
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Here’s to you my lost state of mind, haven’t seen you in a long time. Haven’t told you about my life. Haven’t screamed and hardly cried.
My state of mind, I need some time to figure out this weird climb. Intensified, everything inside, I’ll figure out this Abilify.
Look on your face when I scared you, not what I intended to do. Paint parties in the kitchen, can’t forget that fat pigeon. Moving out is sinking in and I know I really love him. It all comes up, it’s flooding out. I’m trying not to scream or shout. Here’s to you my lost state of mind, haven’t seen you in a long time. Haven’t told you about my life. Haven’t screamed and hardly cried.
My state of mind, I need some time to figure out this weird climb. Intensified, everything inside, I’ll figure out this Abilify.
Here’s to you, lost state of mind, haven’t seen you in a long time, haven’t told you about my life, haven’t screamed and hardly cried.
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Chewing Tobacco
01:59
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I wake up, I don’t know this place. I feel groggy, in a haze. I can’t make out night or day. Familiar feeling washes over me. I realize I must be dreaming. Because I see you. But you are gone.
I see you. Lucid dreams. I see you. Through and through. I see you. Lucid dreams. I see you. Through and through and through and through.
Oh no. Please don’t go. Just stay asleep.
I saw you, you were in my dreams. You looked good, not sick at all. I tried hard but we couldn’t talk. I reached out to touch your arm and then you were gone. Chewing tobacco still remains to remind me of, to remind me of you.
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Opposite Paradise
01:50
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12. |
Tarantulas
01:41
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I see tarantulas when I close my eyes, these pills make me want to run and hide. How long have you felt so alive? I see tarantulas when I close my eyes.
Teeth fall out, tongue explores it. Smelling harshly, flowered corpses. Feeling badly, swollen choices. Burning ashtray, it’s hypnosis.
I see tarantulas when I close my eyes, these pills make me want to run and hide. How long have you felt so alive? I see tarantulas when I close my eyes.
Moving around, moving around. Out and about town, never settling down. I see tarantulas when I close my eyes, these pills make me want to run and hide. How long have you felt so alive? I see tarantulas when I close my eyes.
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13. |
Get Me
02:48
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Everyone is always out to get me.
They’re out to get me, yeah.
I. I can see. I can see the flank of your thighs, I can see right through you. Why would you want to be with me? Shouldn’t even be around me. When the alcohol consumes me. They’re out to get me.
Everyone is always out to get me.
They’re out to get me, yeah.
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