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2. |
Sit perfectly still
02:03
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I don’t go away, I just sit perfectly still and make all the same mistakes
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3. |
Grasshoppers
02:10
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I can be your
Crazy ex-girlfriend
She, she’s stirring in her sleep
She’s clawing at the air
She snores a little louder than every night before
She’s bent over backwards looking up the faucet waiting for the drip drip
The drought to end
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4. |
Gift Horse
03:59
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I do not look forw
o.k.
I do not look forward to our paths crossing
Paths crossing
I do not look forward to what you have left me
I do not look forward to our paths crossing
Paths crossing
I do not look forward to what you have left me
Be it a dead bird or a squirrel
Dead at my doorstep
You left me like a dog a trophy
I do not look forward to our paths crossing
Paths crossing
I do not look forward to what you have left me
BE IT A DEAD BIRD OR A DEAD FURRY THING AT MY DOORSTEP
YOU LEFT ME LIKE A DOG TROPHY
(I do not look forward to our paths crossing)
(Paths crossing)
(I do not look forward to what you have left me)
(Be it a dead bird or a squirrel at my doorstep you left me like a dog trophy)
(I do not look forward to our paths crossing
Paths crossing)
(Be it a dead bird or a squirrel at my doorstep you left me like a dog trophy)
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5. |
when i wake
00:49
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when i wake i see
every pore and scar
when i wake i see
the blinking of a distant star
when i wake i see
the beam of your lights in the dark
when i wake i see
the deer smashed across the hood of your car
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6. |
honeysuckle
00:54
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honeysuckle clip clip put in water in a dish
honeysuckle dry out
honeysuckle cast down fall down
honeysuckle shrivel up
honeysuckle in a cup
honeysuckle clip clip
honeysuckle thick waist
honeysuckle thighs chafe
honeysuckle breasts plump
honeysuckle chest lump
honeysuckle clip clip
honeysuckle in a dish
honeysuckle breeze through
honeysuckle bees honeysuckle bees
honey just reject me
(cast me down)
down honey
please
honey let me be, honey let me be, be my honey, be my honey bee
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7. |
ill
03:38
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If an ill wind truly brings no good
With the hint of a veiled intention I will leave for good
And if you chase me I will run
If you tie me I will run
If you follow me I will run
I will run
Ghost of a thought
If you chase me I will run
I will run I will run I will run I will run
Ghost of a thought
If you chase me I will run
I will run I will run I will run I will run
So
So if you tie me down
Don’t don’t tie me down
(i will flee my body)
Don’t tie me down
(and I will scrape myself from my skin)
Don’t tie me down
(don't tie me down)
Don’t tie me down
You will put your fingers inside me
And I will not be there
I will not be there
I will not be there
I will not be there
Go
I will go
I will leave my body
I will leave my body
I will leave my body
I will leave my body
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8. |
It's friendship, baby
03:54
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I don't think there's any way we can repair the breaks
it's like the pillars missing from the colosseum
I don't think we can repair the breaks
it's not such a big deal baby
you can let it all out
but you don't gotta
not everybody has to love each other
that's the lesson, baby
not everybody has to be best friends
oh, no
I don't think there's any way we can repair the breaks
not everybody has to love each other
not everybody has to be best friends, baby
not everybody has to love each other
no, we can just do fine all on our lonesomes
oh it's not such a big deal, baby
it's not such a big deal, baby
oh no, no
it's not such a big deal, baby, no no
it's not such a. such a big deal
oh no
that's just friendship baby
just friendship baby
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9. |
Unafraid
01:18
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10. |
Like a palm frond
04:05
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There are so many things you can do with your ugly little eyes closed
Closed window unlatched you crawl through the glass
White fingers made stretchy
Pink fingertips heavy
I tore my dress you laughed
Your bloodied mouth spat
Your spit spat my face with a patter like a rain cloud
I felt like god wasn’t watching anymore
And when we touch we touch like flowers
Too sensuous to touch the pain seeps deeper
And I cried out for god and i cried out for rain
To wash out our bloody mouths
You spat on my dress I spat on your dress you spat on my dress I spat on your dress you spat on my dress I spat on your dress tore my dress tore my dress I tore my dress you tore my dress i tore my dress you tore my dress i tore my dress you tore my dress
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11. |
reeds
01:14
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12. |
Dungeon Dweller
04:15
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sweetly we're goin down river
i miss you i kiss you
we're goin down river
sweetly we're goin down river
i miss you i kiss you
we're goin down river
baby with your wide hands i can float like a raft
baby i don't need a raft baby i don't need a raft baby i don't need a raft
sweetly we're goin down river
i missed you i kissed you
we're goin down river
sweetly we're goin down river
i missed you i kissed you
we're goin down river
i don't want to stray too far from the pack
i get lost if i make a wrong turn
i don't want to be constantly looking back
i don't want to be constantly looking back
i don't want to be constantly looking back
i don't want to stray too far from the pack
i get lost if i make a wrong turn
i don't want to be constantly looking back
i don't want to be constantly looking back
i don't want to be constantly looking back
i don't want to be constantly looking back
i don't wanna stray too far from the pack
i don't wanna stray too far from the pack
i'm tired of taking the wrong turn i'm tired of tired of
i don't want to be constantly looking back
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Shouter Whisperer San Antonio, Texas
My momma hatched me and I was forced to wander the earth in search of the beat
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