1. |
Doomsday, Everyday!
02:56
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you'll learn to kill and count the revenue
i’m gonna strike a deal you can’t refuse
oh yeah
so toss the dice for their infinities
you'll sing your praises as atrocities
oh yeah
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2. |
Sigh of God
02:03
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choirs
soaked red
cracked earth
defect
but how
their song
stains the sun
its blood clots
hang in the sky
absorbing the mass
of bodies collapsed
her words
though few
drown it out
my luck
slowed down
no smile
no frown
no smile
no frown
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3. |
Rhinovirus
03:26
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These lyrics will boil my blood again. I'm not fond of them, and I don't know why I let em happen. Leads me to believe I never had a say. Hmm. Anyway, thanks for key. I will find the door to which it fits. See ya at the wedding.
blah blah blah blah blah
blah blah, blah blah
doodle deedle dee
da dum de dah
everything at once
is anything to me
silver lining rust
and cherry trees
the morning light will boil my blood again
sudafed made my bed in wet cement
the morning glow kicks me in the shins
chamomile was her favorite scent
kicking off your shoes
it's not unclear
to knock a couple back to yesteryear
but only for tonight
the bleating deep
no one has to look
buried seeds
the morning light will boil my blood again
sudafed made the bed in wet cement
the morning glow kicks me in the shins
chamomile was her favorite scent
but chloroform is my favorite scent
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4. |
Flutter
03:14
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ghosts raise a toast to the town
their bodies unfold in the clouds
the opera glass draped from the boughs
of the gallery's sigh
echoed in concert halls
the sun’s coming up now
her heart was alive with the flutter of wings
it couldn’t be helped that
the spin of the world wouldn’t slow as she sings
She doesn't talk anymore
lost track of what she adores
wonders what all this is for
keeping a finger on the dead man's pulse
the sun’s going down now
trembling hands hold the liquor he can’t
he might cheat exhaustion
his consciousness kept by the sound of the band
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5. |
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(instrumental)
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6. |
Falling Dream
02:31
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I'm on everybody's holiday
enjoy your distant, catatonic stay
keeping every wish you hold at hand
on tablets buried halfway in the sand
equipped
with a candlestick at sea
I have dreams where i'm falling to my death
and when i die, i wake up out of breath
welcome to your catatonic stay
i'm on everybody's holiday
equipped
with a candlestick beneath
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7. |
Slacker
02:39
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Crooked teeth
on a crooked face
drawn from lines
that beg to be erased
i don't wanna take my time
i'll just let it go awry
I tried
I tried
Half-assed plans
you made to fill your day
no better than
the shit that people say
I don't wanna be in sight
i'll just let it go awry
alone with the problem that you created
this motherfucker won't go away
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8. |
My Amp's Final Days
00:55
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(instrumental)
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9. |
Comatose Rosary
04:14
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Every voice so loud
till one becomes a crowd
scam artists talking
about their inspiration
but you could be so smart
within perfection's heart
when the sweet relief of sadness
turns your ghosts opaque
Sweet enemy
sing me to sleep
with words to keep
i'd like you to be
what you promised me
to loathe and plead?
Someone's gotta lose
unless you cheat the game
doubled up on reality
a dose contrived to tame
dying in our sleep
with living breath to keep
the mantle on your chest
under sunbathing thunderstorms
Sweet enemy
sing me to sleep
with words to keep
i'd like you to be
what you promised me
to loathe and plead?
(plead to nobody)
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theater curtains part
actress avant garde
stillness, magic in the room
in a drunken spin
ballerinas pirouette
spiral staircases climb and unwind
shadows calcified
tender cry and sigh
her attention looked away
orchestras afire
their breaths unfreeze december lakes
skating on the thin ice
the reversed silhouette of the winter sun
cors anglais line the summertime
a widow's watch, a parted sea
cobwebbed netting climbs the cellared wine
in decrepit candlelight
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11. |
Birthday Week
02:08
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goodbye summer
your heart slowed down to a crawl
asleep at home
cat is clawing holes in the wall
had a better day, but now I’m back on alcohol
fucking hell
how i tried
yeah i tried
but i think so much that i don’t really think at all
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12. |
Periwinkle
01:49
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(instrumental)
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13. |
Elsewhere is Somewhere
02:54
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pinned to his skin
her veil worn thin
full circle again
the sweet apocalypse that sweeps me from my dying dreams
and folds
over and over again
to kill on command
i swallowed the sand
and spit out the plans
the soot of afterlife collects in pools of afterthought
to lift me from my body
and drop me again
i’m not running late
and i won’t have to wait
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15. |
Discount Surgery
03:14
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The day she became a ghost
i was hiding in her overcoat
born on a dying star
kissing nothing
leaning out too far
i wanna puke my stomach out
lungs, i could do without
my heart and brain aren't quick to please me
i'm stuck on the same page
and i've been reading
for a thousand days
this fission
of pseudo-facts
in my bloodstream
cells are turning back
i wanna puke my stomach out
lungs, i could do without
my heart and brain aren't quick to please me
i wanna puke my stomach out
lungs are full of clouds
my heart and brain are quick to police me
it's freezing
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16. |
True Love Is a Piano
04:05
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(instrumental)
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17. |
Spectral
07:44
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hello empty ocean
bleach me with your saltine air
I'll enjoy you
if i have to
hearts are heavy
and boring
ghostly kisses woke me
bloodstream
mainstream
prolong the bleeding
shallow breathing
she's not sleeping
fetal scholar
choke this collar
i'll destroy you
if i have to
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