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you told me you were pregnant--what a fucking joke
then said you'd keep the baby as you lit a smoke...
i'm not
your dad
but your mother and i are flippin-fuming mad
and i'm not even sure you care any more
so fuck this
fuck this (x11)
fuck this fucking shit you're hopeless...
~
twenty years go by she's nineteen and a fucking gem
i never acted like her father so i'm empty with:
clean lungs and
regrets,
while my one-and-only daughter never even texts
so i'm not even sure i've been right, evermore
so fuck me
fuck me
i'm so fucking
fucked to be so
fucking
lonely
fuck me (x6)
fuck...
forever resting on my laurels
can't even think of any morals...
your mother died along with our quarrels
so now i don't even think it'd've been wrong
if you'd gazed in my eyes in the car after prom
and said:
"fuck me, fuck me.
if you fuck me
we may have a child so lovely
that you'd be fucked to not just fuck me
--fuck condoms, fuck the IUD;
creating life WON'T be your misery"
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2. |
Deep Running Cash
01:46
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you could believe this
but you won't;
i'm flushin' away all my dope
you wanna leave me but i'm torn;
you'd bleed to death
from the hole
that i plug as the thorn
my addictions are serious, for sure
but girl my love for you is so DEEP and PURE
it makes this needle seem too harmless
and this crystal look too tarnished
to even bother putting in
my arm or my nose or my lungs or my-- i mean i'm just sayin like a metaphor and shit--
but u know i'm still using, baby
but you know i'm not using you
--i swear i'll pay you back once this thing goes down
you know i'm good for it baby
you know it's gonna work out this time
i'm not crazy--
i wanna drop the smack
but i'd be lying if i'm tellin you i'm off of that
you'll have a million different chances to remember that
but you're my bitch and i'm sure about that
"OH, IM YOUR BITCH AND YOU'RE SURE ABOUT THAT?"
yeah you're my bitch and i'm sure about that/
yeah i'm your bitch and you're sure about that
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3. |
Koomarlow
02:12
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I might think you are a ghost without me
delete my number from your galaxy S3
the oven this morning made toast without me
and i wondered why a haunting would be so unscary
holy holy holy holy
holy holy holy holy fuck
holy holy holy holy
holy holy holy holy fuck
brainwashed you’re so unnormal
skull fucked until you’re looking immortal
i’ve always wondered if the human brain is like coral
lonely, effective and eternally beautiful
holy holy holy holy
holy holy holy holy fuck
holy holy holy holy
holy holy holy holy fuck
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4. |
Gem Sonic
02:28
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street car fire
(it’s all bleak now)
running rings around the thought:
if we’re both insured
i won’t wonder
‘do you think about me any more?’
i do
think about me too
hold on
…as
long
as you can…
i’ll have brunch with you
as long as you can, i’ll have brunch with you
i’m a dime a dozen can’t you see
your miracle’s on fire and you’re watching TV
you’re thinking about me now
because I’m thinking about me
we always had a way of compatibili bili bili bility
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5. |
Poosh
03:16
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Fuck my young life…
Fuck my young life…
simple bitch is spending all my cash
never smiles or makes a real sound
simple diet, simple toilet too,
and she still takes a shit all over my life
and all over you
you think she wants to play
you better keep away
her belly is a trap,
you’ll never, never guess:
Tell me what Poosh is—
if she’s not just stupid—
Tell me what Poosh is?
Fuck my life.
Fuck my young life…
Fuck my young life…
Fuck my young life…
stretch & cross paws, watching from the side
every now and then she’s kinda sweet
actual eye contact and face rubbing
but the bowl is empty, she just wants to eat
you think she wants to play
you’d better turn away
she’s just out of reach—it’s intentional
oh, you’ll never guess:
tell me what Poosh is
if she’s not just stupid
Tell me what Poosh is?
Fuck my life.
Fuck my young life…
Who do you think that you are?
That’s a rug you fucking nut —
I know you only have fun twice a day
Scrambling crashing when you run
until I will find—A dried load of shit
Scattered on the floor
You never talk as much as when you’re treated to a mani pedi
Honestly you speak like a mutilated sheep
But I’ll put up with it to save you from embarrassment when you’re stuck on the bed with a foot in the air
Playing it cool like it was really important you start cleaning yourself when I walk in the room
At least we didn’t have to pay an adoption fee
Just our rugs and our clothes got soaked in pee
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6. |
Zebra Mood
04:01
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threw a cloud of vapor thick as white
i
drive
all
night
flying on my bike
to drill you open wide
for
your
dreams are getting colder now
did you imagine
you have something
worth saying to me now?
i don’t know why you’re sweet
i don’t know why we bleed
but when the juice of my body disappears
in the Earth and the red is washed away with our moisture from the clouds
my skeleton may not be with my life
but i bet he’ll look cool as shit riding on my bike
don’t worry about me
i was never, i was never so healthy to begin with
i was always so filthy
in love
with you
did you imagine
you have something
worth saying to me now, somehow?
don’t worry about me
i was “never”
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7. |
vlm
01:57
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cut it down
take a chop at my ankles
let me fall to the ground
oh let me squirm on the ground in pain
writhing on the ground
why did you chop
my ankles?
i know i asked for it
but dang
come on man
you just gonna be impulsive like that
don’t you ever think about how it might feel on the shin?
or maybe on the back of an achilles tendon
c’mon man,
maybe that shit was a figure of speech
take a chop on my ankles
god damn
make me fall
i’ll writhe on the ground
writhe on the ground
right at your feet
too many toes
too many feets
god damn that shit is calloused
but not my ankles— that shit is weak
some people say my girl is so damn filthy
why they actin' like their shit doesn’t reek?
take a slam
on my chest
do it right
hot and tight
a steaming pile
between my tits
on the sternum baby
yeah that’s the shit ahhhhh UGH !!!
Cleveland Steamer!
you knock me down and now you gotta give me back a shit right here
up on my heart
yeah the warmth it’s gonna mingle now
with your real old corn
and that old boozy bits of shit
you know that sugary kinda smell when you drink too much the night before?
god dang
gonna get steamy
smear it all on
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9. |
Gum Logic
02:34
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sailed out with the only sail i saved from you
and closed my mind to finding something close to you
came and went
like chocolate
found and lost
like clockwork
it had to be
it had to be
it had to be a little bit more on the soft side or it’s dead.
i put my money in oil
i left my heart to spoil again and again
another old fucked up gem
i love the way
i love this way i’m not accepting replacements
until you fall out of love with me
i love this girl
i love this girl she’s stuck with me
i love this girl she’s stuck with me until she leaves
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10. |
This Is Not A Robbery
03:10
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with nothing but your tone
you beg me, baby, to leave you alone
i don't think you have to try so hard
to not feel shame
i'm just living this heartbreak--
hey hey hey...
no body told you to get your money out
put it back
please don't cry
please...
no body told you to get your money out
baby
i think we've to worry about
my lungs
*breathe*
i have to speak for you to be here
to hear me speak to you
and i think you're this divine
i still think you're this divine
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11. |
Babies' Life
03:18
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my mouth is crying out for attention
why would you call it’s business?
why would you say it’s a figment of concern?
how could you say it’s business
since when is business
something personal?
sure i was born yesterday
but i’m not just here to play
you’ve got to treat me with respect
i’m gonna take a big nap now
i’m think finally ready to take a bath now
make sure you watch me
i can’t hold my head up
i’m like i’m tripping all the time
oh — life is so clutch
i hope one day
you’ll teach me how to floss
and how to talk to girls
and how to not seek thrills
and not make the same mistakes
that my father made
i wanna be a better dad than him some day
i gotta be a better dad than him some day
i guess i’ve finally become a better dad, now
hey:
i’m gonna hold your head up in the tub
it’s like you’re tripping all the time—must be so clutch!
i hope one day
you’ll let me teach you how to floss
and how to talk to girls
and how to not seek thrills
and not make the same mistake
i’m about to make
and leave you alone forever
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12. |
Six Like G's Exoskeleton
02:50
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the heat in this place sucks
they bring it on in trucks
for 200 bux
a month
but still
i picked up the sheets and
and the covered was freezing
and i can't feel touch
it's either cuz i like you too much
or because the rush is clean
and i'm not used to being seen
with you
i'm not used to being seen
without my shoes on
i wanna be ready to run
to run away from you
my only intentions are true
and i don't think i really wanna die
just so soon
but being here with you
is what i really wanna do
but it's a chain link fence between
us and the decadence
and i'm not interested in things anymore
i packed up my sheets and
my jacket and keys and
my lunchbox and freeze stamps
and i never want to
see you again
any more
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13. |
Gem Life
02:10
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14. |
Only One Way
03:17
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how many times have you
found yourself amidst your heart
and nothing that you feel feels like it’s
even enough to start the beat?
and when you strive to say what’s best you find you never
even speak?
my father said that you were no “good” for me
but what he didn’t know is
“good” has no such relevancy
there’s not a way,
that you can be part of
some thing some day
you’re already that part
so stay awake and stay
cuz i love the way…
i really love the way you scream
about the jobs the locals need
everybody that we’d seen
protected by the calamine
and i thought you’re just
something else
it’s not for love
it’s not for fame
it’s not for money--there’s no game to win.
not me, not even you, not self,
not your heart nor for the sake of health
you do it all
just the best
you can
you do it all just the best that you can
sister heartbreak,
love-spent lover,
tear me open wide
“heart” can have a million meanings
but you’ll soon decide
you’ll soon decide
you’ll soon decide
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15. |
Vitamin D-ficiency
01:28
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it’s been 57 days into this year
and i just won’t go outside
it’s been a year it feels since i’ve had warm skin
and i’m dying to get that D in me
oh, i just want your D
inside of me
just put it in,
into my skin
i can’t wait any longer i’m trem-buh-ling
i just want to taste your face again
but it would be so sweet
if we could be
just in our skin
not outside
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16. |
Golden Peabody
07:28
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my money’s been wasted
my things are displaced
and i’m thinking i know what to do:
i’ll find you one evening
at the opposite end of a tin can tied to a string
and vibrate the reason
i fell into feeling
that swearing my love had its end
my money’s been wasted
my body’s displaced
and i’m thinking i know what to do:
in houston we’ll meet,
or on St. Charles street
on my porch with a Royal in tune
and puff on the season
i dreamt for a reason
that one day i’d fall just for you
my money is gone
and my things are all gone
and i’m thinking i know what i’ll do
i’ll get on my bike and i’ll ride until night
knowing song is the way that i’m true
and hold you too tight
for the moon to change night
back to day when i need someone new
my body is wasted,
my money is tasteless
i’m starving when i think of you
a stowaway dress
on a mountaintop figure
who lied about her age
i’m dying to see you
i’m dying to engage
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chocolate grin, mouthing off, my kitty
pissing on the new shag rug;
it’s pretty bad—
gonna throw it out…
reading out loud from books, that’s crazy
straight up cactus looks… ? my daydream?
you’ll eat every rock
and you’ll cough it up
it’ll hit the glass
it’ll snap me back
to reality?
find I’m cleaning the filter one or two or three
if diamonds are your best friend
then why don’t you just marry them
if red-bottoms are your best friend
then why don’t you confide in them
if i’m — aw fuck it you don’t care
it’s our
wedding day
no one’s here
and that’s okay—
our invitations were sent to outer space—
i’m so glad i found you
so jiggly puff is my best man
and in the mirror i see an engagement band
i’m dreaming right?
oh i’m not sure
it smells like piss on the sunroom floor
what kind of drug did i consume?
i’m laying on the floor in your
bathlunar satellite
bathlunar satellite
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18. |
tercel business Yes
04:16
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...first heard you with your inside voice
decided that we’d play with your outside toys
wheels on the road tonight
guiding me to our bright light
you’re the best thing i know
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19. |
Horror Stories
02:14
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some one some where
(empty vessels struggling)
is your only care:
(to be more full)
you are only good as good as you think you are
for your own good time
so you don’t
really need to spend any time cuz you’re wasting time thinking in some days’ time that you won’t
kiss her just to know
it kills you just so
oh-oh?
some one you’ve never meant
stopped your breathing
now tell me why should that make sense?
drinking at your boys house
something’s in the air
that saves you from hysteria
you close your eyes you’re barely there
relentlessly your breath will share: so
stop
stop stop
stop stop stop
stop stop stop stop
stop stop stop stop stop
dreaming or you’ll wake up alone!
stop pretending that your heart was made
for you
to share
with her
~ oh i’m so sure ~
you’ll find your glow
so i’m so sure
you have your glow
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20. |
pumpflex
03:08
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