1. |
intro
02:54
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my fingers and hands are strong
i tie my hair like my mom
i'll fly myself through the moon
when the cracks start forming in the pavement that envelops me
i mean my body
not just animal to me
garden rocks and jewelry boxes settle in the space between
i see carnage of the wrong kind
not roadkill but left behind
bloody, painting in the dotted lines
gasping and greying as they await the morning light
pouring out
breaking down
its pouring its raining now
its bringing me to the ground
its pouring its coming down
its pouring its bleeding out
its pouring im bleeding out
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2. |
oil change(v2)
05:05
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i've got a friend
her name is sin
she's twice my height
off a bottle of gin
and i know this girl
she looks like me
she smells like weed
and porn magazines
and she's going nowhere
she's going nowhere too fast
she's pushing 90 on a roundabout burning gas
i'm moving on
moving on
from the place my feet once stood
i've gotta change the oil
change the oil
underneath this dusty hood
and no i'm not scared
i'm not scared
of wind blowing the trees
for i know
the devil inside me
and she's going somewhere
she's going somewhere this time
she's gonna go and find
her reasons and rhymes
well i'm moving on
moving on
from the place my feet once stood
i've gotta change the oil
change the oil
underneath this dusty hood
and no i'm not scared
i'm not scared
of wind blowing the trees
for i know
the devil inside me
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3. |
sleeping giant
03:13
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do you think he's had enough?
or do you think he's had it?
or has he had it up to here?
smokes pouring out his ears
do you think he sees me?
or do you think he sees the world
fractured into his enemies?
won't pray on both his knees
angry man he has no eyes
they've been gouged out
from the inside
the fear he feels is weaponized
the violence it is multiplied
but a mothers eyes they know no bounds
wet and warm they watch the clouds
to see a child playing there
with scraped up knees and tangled hair
but though the grounds not safe no more
these weary waves will break the shore
the angry man will stop to rest
and we will don our sunday's best
from the rubble washed ashore
we'll build a room with just one door
around the sleeping giant there
where he will learn how to play fair
do you think he sees me?
or do you think he sees the world
fractured into his enemies?
won't pray on both his knees
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4. |
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i'm so blue
not like the sea
you soon
or the i need you
to stay
i'll get a grip or let it go
away
go away go away go away
should i stay?
on the roads that led me astray?
like a cat like a dog runaway
from hurt
by and for the hands
that nurture
biting you biting you biting me
i am feral now
put me down or put me to sleep
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5. |
ghost on fire
06:16
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crimson cardinal
dying in your skin
arms that douse fires and hands that set one
within
oh within me
it withers me with out without you
near but i'm starting to fear that
i'm nothing but horror and holes to you
so i drag my rattling bones
east down highway 1
and my tears they blur every headlight
white line
and white lie
like i want you too
can't you feel i'll die for you
can't you feel i'll die for you
just so you know i've been waiting waiting and waiting
laying in the back of my car
it's 104
but i've been here before
oh just sweating and crying and praying
but the A/C don't work anymore
i'll leave open my door
in case you come back before
you burn me down
and spread my ashes around
now my knees bleed
from throwing myself down at your feet
kissing your boots oh god help me
beyond patience there's no-one to save me
so i wrap my
straightjacket arms round my shoulders
if you will not have me ill hold her
you're my boulder
i rolled you up till i let go
and you crushed me
can't you see that you have killed me
can't you see that i am bleeding
and just so you know i've been waiting waiting and waiting
laying in the back of my car
it's 104
but i've been here before
oh just sweating and crying and praying
but the A/C don't work anymore
i'll leave open my door
in case you come back before
you burn me down
and spread my ashes around
but you're nowhere
to be found
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6. |
moth
04:42
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a moth in the kitchen is dying in the light
and my heart beats in time with her wings towards the night
and though you are gone it don't mean you didn't fight
you know death wins each time even when it ain't right
when you walk
it is walking you home
once you're there
you'll come back with new bones
and i can't help you
but i will hold you
and behold you
through the night
and oh though the sky
is filled with smoke love
know that the mirror sits steadily behind
oh if you've seen me
you'll see me again
back to you back to holding your hand
and i can't help you
but i will hold you
and behold you
through the night
and oh though the sky
is filled with smoke love
know that the mirror sits steadily behind
oh if you've seen me
you'll see me again
back to you back to holding your hand
a moth in the kitchen is dying in the light
and i know it's her time
but i can't help but cry
and gasping for air's just like
learning to fly
we'll continue to try
but we'll never know why
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7. |
catastrophe
02:10
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crocuses in january
i don't want to watch the world as it's dying slowly
but we don't really have a choice in the matter
do we?
because i would rather be awake than pretending to sleep
so pack your bags it's overnight camp
where no-one's ever in control
when i swim i get cramps
so i'll kiss another girl then i'll do a handstand
to find a better frame of view
or a way to understand this
catastrophe
catastrophe
and i don't know where i should go from here
but i am trying
to picture a future
where both of us go to bed smiling
but the window's got no panes
and i know i'm insane
no lying
oh
catastrophe
catastrophe
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8. |
ginger root(v2)
02:57
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as i laid in your memory
no later did you call me
saying "how has your day been?"
and "are you feeling lonely?"
i said "i'm feeling nauseous"
"awfully beat down,
hands tied"
"i just wanna lay here
and itch my eyes all night,
i can't get out of bed
but i can't sleep
without the light"
all the bloodstains are on this side
of the carpet
down on hands down on knees
can't seem to wash it
and i know i can't help it
i'm making it worse
but i'll keep scrubbing and scrubbing and scrubbing
to disperse
all the bloodstains are on this side
of the carpet
down on hands down on knees
can't seem to wash it
and i know i can't help it
i'm making it worse
but i'll keep scrubbing and scrubbing and scrubbing
to disperse
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cranberry virgin Vancouver, British Columbia
second-hand haunted bedroom folk
based on the unceded lands of the xʷməθkʷəy̓əm (Musqueam), Sḵwx̱wú7mesh (Squamish), and səlilwətaɬ (Tsleil-Waututh) Nations
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