1. |
BEACH
03:08
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driving down all the dead end streets
i got high at the snowy beach
i closed my eyes, i'm tired of asking why
it feels like there's no reason to try
things have now completely fallen apart
there are no feelings in my shit-stained heart
there are no thoughts inside my fucked-up head
promised it all and gave nothing instead
the gas station glowing in the night
i drove around under no streetlights
i'm fucked up, i'll never be alright
but that's ok, i'll drive around all night
tired of feeling like shit all the time
besides that i guess that i am really fine
my body's broken didn't know it was mine
i'm just a shithead and yeah that's just fine
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2. |
HER MAJESTY
00:38
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her majesty's a pretty nice girl
but she doesn't have a lot to say
her majesty's a pretty nice girl
but she changes from day to day
i wanna tell her that i love her a lot
but i gotta get a bellyful of wine
her majesty's a pretty nice girl
someday i'm gonna make her mine
oh, yeah
someday i'm gonna make her mine
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3. |
SPIRIT
02:10
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Pull the bed sheets from underneath the stairs
right there
right where you said I
tremble and stare at the vast unforgiving spirit
hidden under fear
I find it weird
that I didn't see you there
Unfair
is the mountain cold as the Television airs
nothing completely void of the spirit there
I don't care
I don't care
To unsee
to quietly sing unbroken melody
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4. |
RECALLING REJECTION
01:24
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listen close
i won't say it twice
i won't be so nice
next time around
you had me for a moment there
my friend
so enough with the run-ins
i'd appreciate if
you kept your distance
gotta save myself
from hating everyone else
but you
i've seen this mess before
and i won't take anymore of it
not now
you're gone again
if only it were true
that i don't need you
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5. |
RED RIVER BLUES
02:05
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Which way, which way does that red river run
Maybe from my backdoor to the rising sun
I hate to see that rising sun go down
it makes me feel like I'm on my last go around
Jane Crowe, Jane Crowe, don't you hold your head so high
You realize, darling, you're gonna lay down and die
Well I heard a mighty rumbling, we just all looked around
Oh the man, oh the man, they're tearing the depot down
So if you see them coming, put your man at your front door
I ain't gonna explain because the have before
Jane Crowe, Jane Crowe, don't you hold your head so high
You realize, darling, you're gonna lay down and die
I hate to see that rising sun go down
makes me feel like I'm on my last go around
Which way, which way does that red river run
Maybe fun my backdoor to the rising sun
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6. |
THE IRONIST
02:44
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1-2-3-4
You never wanted something to cling to
You never wanted something that real
You never wanted something to be sold to you
You just wanted something to steal
After all you're just skin and bones
You're just skin and bones
You're just skin and bones
After all you're just skin and bones
You're just skin and bones
You're just skin and bones
After all
you're still alright
All alone
You never wanted someone to sing to
Just more dry scabs
To peel
You never wanted someone to love you
You just wanted something
To feel
After all you're just skin and bones
You're just skin and bones
You're just skin and bones
After all you're just skin and bones
You're just skin and bones
You're just skin and bones
After all
You're still alright
All alone
After all
You're still alright
All alone
After all
You're still alright
All alone
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7. |
LACERATE
02:14
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all i seem to do is say that i don't do a thing
slouching finally caught up with me i can't stand straight
dead yet sentient i stare and smile at nothing
lacerate my words and sew 'em up real tight
it holds for a while, i guess
cold as shit i cannot say i didn't wish it well
hear the door get pushed in by the crack of winter's whip
borrowed time and broken blinds she summed it up pretty damn well
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8. |
JAMES
00:50
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James was here this morning
but he isn't here right now
he's probably hanging out with that girl
or stumbling around
Well every time I see that guy
he's smoking a cigarette
or drinking whisky
getting his lips wet
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9. |
SOUR CREAM
03:08
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It's hard to remember
The last time I did something good or productive
Wasn't sitting in front of
A screen
Baby, I wanna scream
I want to fight for my own
Provide for my hole
I feel like I'm still a little kid
Thrown up everything
and realized my friends
are going to hook up
I'm not sixteen anymore
But you still manage to fuck all of my dreams (up)
On a mattress on the floor
Of a hot summer night's dorm
I don't feel well
It's not alright
((((8 drum trax))))
I haven't screamed yet
Just sat in my hole
Watching my computer screen
Sad and alone
And for dinner
I ate all of my parents
Sour
Cream
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A five-volume collection of demos, b-sides, and bedroom recordings shared between friends centered around SUNY Purchase. Dec. 2012 - Apr. 2013
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