1. |
Teeth
02:59
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I used to worry about my teeth
receding gum and a cavity
but now I'm troubled by my knees
and I don't even think about my teeth
I wish I never worried about my teeth
I wish I coulda let my mind be free
But soon enough my ligaments won't be in song
'cause something else will come along
I used to be concerned about my smile
the chip on the bottom the gap on top
then people I knew started to die
now I don't ever wanna be that guy
I wish I never worried about my smile
or give a damn about my style
now when good things come I let out a yellow glow
'cause they'll be gone before you know
I used to worry about my teeth
and I think they worried about me
said 'what are you doing in front of the mirror?
When you get back we'll be here.'
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2. |
Dolores
02:55
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Dolores, I'm a fool for you
That's why I'm still hangin' around
I blew the money and dropped out of school for you
probl'ly look like a clown
But they don't know you like I know you
You're woven in every bone
Wrap your arms around me
every time I leave home
Oh Dolores, I can't keep up with you
despite my efforts
I take the first step and you pirouette
It's not what we rehearsed
But they don't know you like I know you
You get me closer to God
but he don't want nothin' to do with me
and I don't understand why not
Oh, Dolores
You found a tincture hiding in the cupboard
it's nothin' personal, it's nothin' personal
Pranayama in the search history
Believe me Dolores, I won't leave me, Dolores
Believe me Dolores, I won't leave me, Dolores
Believe me Dolores, I won't leave me, Dolores
Believe me Dolores, I won't leave me, Dolores
Dolores, I'm a fool for you
That's why I'm still hangin' around
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3. |
Funeral
04:23
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and what a close call
closer if I were irresistible
swimming at dusk
treading through tragedy
on our way to the funeral
had so much to say
and you were not wrong
I'd've build the same barriers from me
disclosed longings
a surprising lack of jealousy
on our way to our funeral
on our way to our funeral
on our way to our funeral
had so much to say
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4. |
Seeing Double
04:17
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At the park picking blackberries
they could use another week on the vine
but I'd be lying to myself to believe they'll be here next time
I wanna berlieve in a world where the commons are ripe
but when I look in the mirror, I don't wanna lose sight
of the one behind the wheel of this rusty combine
The security guard's a centaur suckin' on a big cigar
Smoke rings envelope the bar
and I can't see very far
Oh no, oh no. Oh no, oh no
I'm seeing double again
Oh no, oh no. Oh no, oh no
I could use a friend
I'll be damned if my-my lazy eye
get's me in trouble again
Oh no, oh no. I'm seeing double again
A good diamond will come once in a lifetime and show
a dozen good beauties I could choose to go follow
The opening act's a Dryad strumming out floral triads
She sings to an empty bar
and I can't see very far
Oh no, oh no. Oh no, oh no
I'm seeing double again
Oh no, oh no. Oh no, oh no
I could use a friend
I'll be damned if my-my lazy eye
get's me in trouble again
Oh no, oh no. I'm seeing double again
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5. |
Mess
04:06
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I kick and glide atop Burnside
water roars beneath me, flannel open wide
it's been a year but I'm still here
Feelin' free like a teen
Phone's in my other jeans
What are the odds
that my dog is nose deep in the bathroom garbage as we speak?
Very likely. It's very likely okay
Will I be greeted
by my fridge that's warm as the California breeze?
Mold hanging on the cheese
green like a Malibu palm tree
Oh
It's not a mess until I'm home
Oh
It's not a mess until I'm home
Until I'm home
I spent my wages on homemade zines
some absurdist sci-fi, others share leftist dreams
What if the world were just like those pages
and people like Jeff Bezos
they'd never be famous
Diatribes aside I'm feelin' good, feelin' fine
Got belly full of cyanide
Apple cores and starry eyes
Don't ya know, don't ya know that it catches up with you?
But everyone needs their moment, mm
Alright! Okay! Alright!
Oh
It's not a mess until I'm home
Oh
It's not a mess until I'm home
Until I'm home (Walls are collapsing!)
Swept by the wind now come on back (Roof sinking!)
You're no Beatnik boy, you're no Kerouac (Drain clogged!)
That whole scene was wack, unorthodox
Bills don't exist 'til my hands in the mailbox
One Cadi- two Cadi- three Cadillac (Mice in the cupboard!)
Three catatonic monkeys mating on your back (Flies in the den!)
Might wear you down, might get you far
Mine are where I left 'em with TV and guitar (It's a mess!!)
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6. |
Kandinsky
03:29
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I felt her like Kandinsky
I watched her like Degas
She saw herself as Georgia
Half feral half bourgeois
I still believe in the diamond that is in the rough
somewhere in the paranoia
My heart's on fire, I couldn't do without
Your restless mind is gonna sort it out
So maybe it was a red herring
but it kept me around
I really cannot help from staring
as the paint swirls round and round and round and round
yeah
I still believe in the diamond that is in the rough
somewhere in the paranoia
My heart's on fire, I couldn't do without
Your restless mind is gonna sort it out
My heart's on fire, I couldn't do without you
Your restless mind is gonna sort it
View the wreckage
So that explains the slow-down
Do you suppose one day that could be us?
Break the bondage that some may call a seatbelt
once you know what it really feels like to create
My heart's on fire, I couldn't do without
Your restless mind is gonna sort it out
My heart's on fire, I couldn't do without you
Your restless mind is gonna sort it
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7. |
Glitch in the Matrix
02:30
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Close my laptop, grab my shoes
walk to the corner shop to grab a few
of my favorite sins
Cigarillos and gum and the chips with the
honey mustard luster
Yum
He asks if I’m over twenty-one
I say yeah
And would I like a bag
I say thank you but nah
Asks if I am enjoying the weather
I say yeah
The record heatwave still fresh on our memories
We part ways and take our masks off
I kick a pinecone on the sidewalk
When I get home, I can tell that my dog had been crying
But now she’s ecstatic, jumping up and down like
the circus is in town
My highs are low
My lows are high
Knees good
My eyes are dry
Gaze follows the southern window light
View’s new since the tree blew down that night
I wouldn't say it’s better now, but it’s something
like a glitch in the matrix
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8. |
Artifacts
02:56
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9. |
Myringa
03:14
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You looked me in the eye
said I hadn't listened in ages
that night I took a syringe to my ear like a stressball
half shortcut
half punishment
and the water rushed with the force of all that could not be contained
To get from the ear
into the brain
oh, it sometimes takes a lot of pain
oh, it sometimes takes a lot
Pierce the drum, collapse in bed
Muffled sounds, throbbing head
I pull you in with phantom thread
I pull you in
To get from the ear
into the brain
oh, it sometimes takes a lot of pain
oh, it sometimes takes a lot of pain
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10. |
Sacred Night
03:48
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Cradled by the pulse of the currents
Dizzy by the lack of moon
Dreaming of sweet magnetism
Seed in soil due by June
Sweet darlin' Leviathan
I made a deal with the devil
He'll do anything for the crypto
leave me anywhere God don't go
But powerful never play fair
Leviathan, I trusted you
Shoes drying in Nineveh
Two nationalists with differing views
Walking through the streets of Chicago
thinkin' 'bout that skull-crushing mercy
praying for whomever will have me
dangling apples in front of the hungry
You dream in black and white but claim to see the light
Anglers got no reference yet they seem to do it right
Come a little closer, I would like to hold you tight
What's your definition of a s-s-sacred night?
There's no way to describe it
It's a mythical silence
It's a kiss on the eyelid
light flickers on the water's cool breath
Drift down 'til there's nothing beneath me
Rise up in a million new ways
(Carry me home. Swallow me. Follow every bone. Whoa-oh-oh!)
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11. |
Lone Fir
05:25
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Dust hides as sun rays decay into the soil
I set out some cherries for any lost souls
I think of all the records never to be sung
Many speak of love. Did they speak at all?
What's love in a vacuum? What's an arc on a plane?
There's no more evil to heed
The cold chatters my teeth
Just the sound of water cut deep into the stone
How it chipped away every single day
Just the breath of the wind inhaling through a cave
It was once a pinhole, now a symbol to no one
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