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Thick Pillows
03:31
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I found you here I said your name
I been meaning to snuff the candle out get sane
Crack the spine but the pilgrims flood like buckets of rain
Our detectors detect another enemy plane
I'd alert you but you don't come around here anymore
I found you here and I hit the floor
Blink if our love is old hat
Breathe if you know it's that bad
Where am I going?
Who am I kissing?
I know you're my customer,
We wear the same armor
And where will we sleep at night?
Everyone's mean to us
The battleground's green enough
Planes will touch down on us
Always behind the clock
Throwing bread to the ducks
Will I make our bread from stone
I can't do that alone
I can't do that alone
I can't do that alone
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2. |
Hide Nothing
02:25
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A good mutation we should be reaching
The public air is all we've been breathing
And I can't decide how angry we should be
"Yes" but at the same time "No" but at the same time
"Yes" I take my tantrums way too far
Maybe I forgive you
For what you turned me into
You're my pimp
but the gases in the blimp are way too hot
Loves on the shoulders of your road
hide nothing from you
And who they were seeing last fall
is the only truth
I'm sick of these teams of brothers
I know it's none of my business
Sick of these teams of sisters
No, she's nobody I knew
I created a monster
He's a golden treasurer
Loves on the shoulders of your road
hide nothing from you
And who they were seeing last fall
is the only truth
I'm sick of these teams of brothers
I know it's none of my business
Sick of these teams of sisters
No, she's nobody I knew
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3. |
Whacked Chopped
03:18
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I can't sleep cuz a common panic
brushed me right against the grain
Whenever I resort to a feeling
it's cuz I can't get up again
I'm scared of it now, maybe the drum is a crutch
so I fail for singing crowd
We sure gamble a lot when we're awake
So pillow why get off you now?
But now you wanna scrawl on the banner
Cuz panic just occurs to you
Does a burnout have to lick fences
Just to try to taste the truth?
I gambled a lot so the pope
is gonna have to break me at the knees
'til we chase the pope around
in a dented cab like fake police
Neighbors can hear you
feel you when you breathe
neighbors you know I'm awake
cuz I can't take heat
As I say another hail mary prayer
they bust the closet door down but no one's in there
except for hail mary cloaked in calm duress
and I ask the question
is now the hour of my death?
Why should i get off of it now?
Whenever I resort to a feeling
it's cuz I can't get up again
and now I wanna scrawl on the banner
cuz panic just occurred to me
does a burnout have to lick fences
just to try to make a scene
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4. |
Way to Cheat Death
03:02
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Teacups were rattling on their saucers
As waves rose from the lake
They folded and froze feet from my face
They bent but didn't break
And at the ending of world war 2
My horse was installed in a long ice cube
Chased into a river she thought would flow
How the hell could she have known?
But me, I'm not dead yet
When I asked you said I didn't have to
Didn't ask, you say I have to
Everyone does, o bla di o bla da
You swallow the glass onion
The poison goes into the blood
You put it on the skin, it won't go in
I'm scared as shit that my time exists
And what is the time before for?
Add it up, numbers are coming up
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Beep Grateful
01:42
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Happy Easter to my sister
and my mom and dad
Jesus has broken jail
it makes us all laugh
Now he must be in the air
the purple crocuses breathe
Cuz he closed all of the liquor stores in Tbilisi
Happy Easter to my nephews
and my bro in law
Assigning flavors of play doh
to the stations of the cross
They let you fail the quiz
maybe once or thrice
But by the fourth failure
they set you upright
I found you here I said your name
I know just where you hid the eggs
But what's inside is only air
It's empty space but chocolate flavored
Now Cain would declare it just isn't fair
But Abel would say he don't care
Happy Easter to my sister
and my mom and dad
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