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the puppy breath song
02:39
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reach out a sick paw, rest easy youre not, nuzzle up with no reaction, only a few weeks til you’re packing. i thought i was strong, but your eyes looked liked love.
i could lay in your lap, instead only felt the phrase of the door mat. i could lay in your lap, instead only felt the key sliding the lock away from me
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honey jacket
04:10
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honey burns in your eyes your jacket pulled up tight
you’ll call it a punk look it’s mostly me left on the hook
we’ve got all the heavens begging you to pick which one we step in
were an earthquake you completely wreck me
drained to the core
eyes only find the floor wish our heads could hold
but left to an empty road
don’t hesitate to blame the situation on our pain u say it’s the other way you’re right baby but it doesn’t change a thing.
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3. |
Ox
03:40
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reeling edge
of the bed
in your underwear again
He don’t come
like he used
to anymore.
& he dont wait no longer
by the door.
truthful lips last forever. your tongue is made of pure silver. you hold in your chest the heart of an ox how do you ever think it’s not enough~
crick in your neck
dash off the joint
from the bed.
ignore the railway running through
your head.
the saccharine pangs. those hounds swallow everything.
truthful lips last forever. your tongue rolls back made of pure silver. you hold in your chest the heart of an ox how do you ever think it’s not enough~
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raw & ripe
04:19
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would not be softer - i could not have felt harder - i dried myself on the inside - my greenery all but died - couldn’t handle it all - you let me go & i dropped ....
transferred that warmth to the ocean, caused a wave to rise, pulled myself into focus, i came out raw & ripe
never could be more dumb- you never should have done (that)- keep your emotions open a crack- didn't slide the chain instead held out a carbon clasp - knew it would fail to suffice - we’re both too damn nice sometimes
transferred that warmth to the ocean, caused a wave to rise, pulled myself into focus, i came out raw & ripe
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gruuves
03:18
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you wouldn’t think it so -you wouldn’t guess i know - you’re more than enough-more than any of this stuff-you’ve pinned yourself lovelorn under weather
-i’ve pinned myself your lorn forever
-if you’re gonna yearn after absence
let me be the void you collapse in
-if you’re gonna lick your wounds
- allow me to carve out as your tongue grooves -i can’t promise to get rid of all this space
-but ill take up as much or as little of it as it takes
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twirl
03:33
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leaving windows cracked.
lightweight on the mat. leaving doors unlatched. opening a frail path.
laying on the floor.
shiny as a showgirl.
stuck in a world. where everything’ll unfurl.
severe behind your eyes. cave for the warming rest.
the waters dark and twirls rise.
soothing words aren’t lullabies.
ready to hop off into it all wade on my back to watch your stars.
never a grinding halt. there’s a line about us going far.
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soil
02:27
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i could swear by the violent telling of your story you weren’t gonna worry anymore-
so i held out my hand & afraid of being choked i used the other to cover my throat-cause when the cloth comes dripping down the drape i don’t know what’s all there-
i’m just a shell with soil in the middle being planted & that doesn’t mean i’m not here
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showgirl
03:26
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prance around the room
writhing violent & crude
try to grab the world
left like a shiny shwgrl
we’re showgirls baby
we’re both marjorie
plucked from the finest
left to be crushed & collided
scratch my papers i miss you
i’m pretty partial to blue
the writhing’s doomed
dancing with you
we’re showgirls baby
we’re both Marjorie
plucked from the finest
left to be crushed & collided
we’re showgirls
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apricots
02:55
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lost in the woods
snow seeps in my blood i can feel it getting cooler i wish i’d told you sooner i stare out at the dark i can only feel so far
won’t stir up the apricots i know that it won’t stop
i’ve been become with chagrin
started about the time you left
hope to hear your feet race the stairs
hope to meet those eyes on your dare
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take me out back
03:36
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rake my back_scorch my mouth_frank my chest_pale my head_ roll me through_rumble my views_strum your hair_your burning stare-take take take take -stake me out, kill the hounds, birds in my mouth, i need peace among the sound-
*tangle my skin-stained glass appeared-depicting your will-it’s unending in yield*
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i go chasing
02:45
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i watch the fog roll in
over the hill into the valley
i go chasing after that feeling
what is there left to run towards-only you-what is there left to run to. except for you.
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black dali pt 1
02:12
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such a cliche fuckin picture-a stupid boy by the phone-waiting for the pretty girl-who’s lost in her own world. can’t keep being shortsighted-i read books on being misguided-only gained a thousand more limbs-stretched across each path in a morphed twist..
hey dali, i think it’s time i called your bluff.
hey dali, i’ve just about had enough.
i’m not really playing it down, i don’t have the time or enough recorded sound, just need you to know, i wish you would stick around.
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black dali pt 2
02:29
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wore a purple wig on halloween, gets drunk after only three, knows all the best poses, wish you would have let me buy you roses.
settling for drives, across the okc skyline, you’ve got just the song, but in the morning you’ll beat the sun.
i’m not really playing it down, i don’t have the time or the sound, just need you to know, i wish you would stick around.
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