1. |
Carson
02:13
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You’re always sitting in the front
I don’t know if you want to see it
Sorry if I’m being blunt
I’m kind of high and you’re an image
Three dimensions into one
What’s the going rate for something?
Can’t look away but I’m not stunned
The naked body in reflection
Fall asleep
With the TV on
The broken outlet
Is heating copper strong
Your voice is hoarse
And your eyes beet red
You worship idols
Who is alive is dead
Always talking in circles
Always playing with something
Always wetting the whistle
Never breathing only air
Fall asleep
With the TV on
The broken outlet
Is heating copper strong
Your voice is hoarse
And your eyes beet red
You worship idols
Who is alive is dead
Who is alive is dead
Who is alive is dead
Who is alive is
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2. |
Dead Bang!
03:16
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The killer’s inside your house again
You feel like you’re dying again
Red bedsheets, white curtains, our skin stains
Another, another, the spin sustains
And when you’re down to what you’re worth
When you know how much it hurts
You’ll know what it’s like to bleed
You’ll know what it’s like to serve
In and out, in and out of it
No control and no want of it
You will know, you will know
I can tell, I can tell
And when you’ve fallen to your knees
When you’ve sunken to the dirt
You’ll be glad to know you came
You’ll be glad to know you hurt
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3. |
Bob Hope
02:10
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Other lane, retaining wall
Accident, make a call
Run and hide, get away
Save a life, die anyway
Never ending
Every cell
Nauseous from the ride
Hello in there
1000 meter stare
Hope ain’t here
Never ending
Every cell
Nauseous from the ride
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4. |
New Humility
03:01
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Haunting hope and certainty
Of rocket men, promised reality
The shits and headaches seem to define me
Faith in future, new humanity
Throw up on the floor
You can’t taste it anymore
Never think to fall
Sacred bathroom stall
Winding down, ground control to me
Head alive, new water only
This one’s cashed, think it’s time we need
Taking off just like we wanted to be
Throw up on the floor
You can’t taste it anymore
Never think to fall
Sacred bathroom stall
Wake up on the floor
You can’t take it anymore
Never think at all
Die in a bathroom stall
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5. |
Blinder
01:56
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You know what you want
It’s clear with light to see
Through its hands you drop
Illuminating white hot heat
No pleasure
No life
Forever
Bright knife
It’s over
Blinder
See never
Blinder
Blinder
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6. |
No. 4
03:01
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If it’s alright
You fit in my pocket
I’ll fold you up
A heart-shaped hole for a broken locket
Remember Minneapolis
We got drunk and died
Here’s to eating in the parking lot
Teeth and fingernails glide
Follow me
I’ll go where you are
The world can’t see
Control forever
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7. |
No Color
01:15
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Another hole in the bottom of your shoe
Spilling out
“I think there’s something going on with you”
Without a doubt
You can try but you won’t win
There’s no reason to begin
The blood won’t clot, you drank too much
Your eyes are empty
Life is shit
Then you die
You can try but you won’t win
There’s no reason to begin
The blood won’t clot, you drank too much
Your eyes are empty
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8. |
Dog
03:16
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How do you sleep at night?
Your bed of bodies
I bet they hold you tight
Their endless wanting
I play your game
For my own safety
But it’s your gain
It never aids me
Far away
I want to be
Far away
From here
Let me go
Don’t bring it up
Bet it be
Undo me
Do you forget
It’s all your doing
From “ready, set”
Your will is fueling
A grasp at straws
Some need for order
But piety flaws
Your god is torture
Let me go
Don’t bring it up
Bet it be
Undo me
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9. |
Pony Show
03:41
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Tomorrow’s the day that you get better
Wake up early, just a cup of coffee
Watch the sun rise and read a book
It’s alright to take your time
If only if only
You knew how to get there
If only if only
You knew how to drive
Watch empty cars full of lovely people
Walk right into and bounce right off
Another day another dollar
Leave the house for a little longer
Maybe you’ve earned a little coffee
Just be sure to pay the tab
If only if only
You knew how to get there
If only if only
You knew how to drive
Watch empty cars full of lovely people
Walk right into and bounce right off
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