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Friend For All God
03:18
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I wonder if I warm up my countenance
Will the coldness inside me make my soul condense
Like the Devil's breath?
You could scrape it off me
Like sweat after sex or tree bark
Like cigarettes ashed in the park
Collected in drains
You needed a friend for all god or demon
A reason living ain't easy, and I did too
But I'm wasting my precious time wasted on what?
Anxiety's cheaper than bud
And spins just the same
And you...
I thought it would have been nice to have been you
I thought it would have been nice to have been in you
I thought I could be less simple minded
But it's true
I guess my head is just meant to be split in two
I think I'm alone when I'm with you
Says more about me than you
I'm well aware that no useful place exists there
The ironic home of Good Air
You summer sun, you gym for my heart and my lungs
I promised you I couldn't come
In my empty cage at the zoo
And you...
I thought it would have been nice to have been you
I thought it would have been nice to have been in you
I thought I could be less simple minded
But it's true
My head is meant to be split in fucking two
I think I'm alone when I'm with you
Says more about me than you
I wonder if I warm up my countenance
Will the coldness inside me make my soul condense
Like the Devil's breath?
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Honorary Biologist
03:13
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I'd pen the words but the ink's not red
Looping through my head, every word you said
Beneath a sky wet blood would dry
I've been thinking (I'd been drinking) I'd die
I cut the pillow wide open
Pin a beetle in the sunrise
Honorary biologist declares:
"What's life but fucking on the stairs?"
And when your will to live's broken
Or dependent on a blue line
Even my psychologist is scared
"Give love" she says, "when you can spare"
I'm at the wheel but this shit won't drive
A mechanized dream approximating being alive
I loved sleeping with you, and you slept all day
Sometimes I wish I just slept it all away
I cut the pillow wide open
Pin a beetle in the sunrise
Honorary biologist declares:
"What's life but fucking on the stairs?"
And when your will to live's broken
Or dependent on a blue line
Even my psychologist is scared
"Give love" she says, "when you can spare"
I hit the wall when my nerves overrun
Had to believe everything you said
But in the morning in the light from a new sun
I've lost it all. I'm free to crawl.
I cut the memory wide open
Pins and needles where the pain was
Heartbreak-and-vodka impaired
I'm trying my best but I'm pretty fucking scared
And when your will to live's broken
Lost your grip on the through-line
Look past what you think is "fair"
I swear to fucking God you'll find me there
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Sea Sulb
03:53
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On this island of pain there's a tame wind
She keeps busy under blood red lights
She likes playing with my hair underwater
And won my heart each time she's tried
I'm yelling nightly at the storm clouds and goddamn
I love it when they yell back
We go on and on and on and on
Until the dark is gone
Tucked in deep, far from sleep
Head vs a modest clout
Sea or sand, I crave your hands
Cradling or strangling
I built this trust to be good for us
Heed Death's plan by sea or sand
Then she washed up on the shore looking human
Naked save for the kelp clung on
If sea could shape a woman out of thin air then...
If flesh could be from water I could compare them
She's feeling lonely on the long ride home and I know
it won't get better even if I'm there
to do all the things that made her who she was when she was air
Now I got that brutal feeling
I'm falling on my knees
I tried to shape her nature
But she's speaking Japanese
"Anatano kokoroto asobunoga suki"
And I'm still blind to everything I ever wanted to see
Tucked in deep, far from sleep
Head vs a modest clout
Sea or sand, I crave your hands
Cradling or strangling
I built this trust to be good for us
Heed Death's plan by sea or sand
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