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Try Not To Laugh
02:48
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Scraping up the scraps from the wreckage of your whirlwind
Blackened sulfur in the sand
It's so satisfying
The excess getting caught in the cracks in the pan
Sharpening your claws like the cop that draws the short straw
And has to drive the rainbow car
All his black-market hobbies
Make sure that he's always bathing in the tar
But it's entertainment if you want it to be
It's all entertainment baby to me
Whisper to me that it's liberating
Cause everything is entertainment baby
Silent rave on ice he got frozen in the tide
So I jump up for you when I spawn
You snatch me up and
Relieve me from the creek where I've been swimming wrong
Other songs pass by like truckers with their beams high
Splash the molding from all sides
Wiping off your face you say
I'll stop talking shit cause it's undignified
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Taste
03:10
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One day you'll ride a rhizome
A wood car that runs on hormones
Defaulting on all loans
I don't buy it, they're unrequited
Lines of flight to the scratch-off vendor
Pass em' out with a pen and paper
Cross em' out and write your own numbers
Cause I want some semblance of independence
But I just get a taste of it
I just get a taste of it
I just get a taste of it
I just get a taste and then it's gone
Jump behind if you can stand it
Proof of grace has to be managed
Knee to eye and then you vanish
If you hate it, accelerate it
Every day I play along
Now and then I feel there's something wrong
In the near future there's a silver tide
Nothing human makes it out alive
Except me except you except them, accept
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Emergency Contact
04:31
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Ten staggered automated voices on a loop
Give me the special with wheels I gotta get out of the soup
I won't even pack, the ley lines just point straight to you
In your glossy white cinderblock no-window room
There's an old man blasting slow jams at the stop sign
As you catch me up on your life since your dog died
Well Molly's in heaven with a rope in her mouth
Growling and daring God to pull it out
And when the song ends, run it back
You're my emergency contact
When my whole world is under attack
You're my emergency contact
I know the screen it will never leave you alone
And you're constantly haunted by ghosts inside of your phone
That's the revenge from all of the people who died
The people who died when the world industrialized
Driving down 94 the power grids on fire
Don't get out of the car until the song is over
Trash out the window like it's 1986
Cause you wanna show this neighborhood how the world really is
Settling into dirt on the move
When sparkling weight manifests on the moon
You got too many memories you don't remember them
And if you keep bumming cigs you'll be buying packs again
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4. |
Zoomed Out
04:26
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Feeling despair for paying a cost
But I don't know how much
I don't know what I lost
The gift keeps on taking
You just want it done
A week is a lifetime
Five years is a month
My nieces and nephews
They grow and they thrive
I think about them
I should be in their lives
Wanna live in a world
That I saw in a dream
Where there is no pain
That goes unredeemed
And you don't care about the book
You just wanna finish it
And they think I don't know what I'm talking about
I'm not dumb baby I'm just zoomed out
About that, yeah, I got my doubts
I'm not dumb baby I'm just zoomed out
We walked along the frozen basin
You stabbed the ice and stuck your hand in
If you zoomed out with an underwater camera
You'd see a light and you grabbing at water
And even if you felt your hand on a fish
I know that you would not go through with it
All your decisions you've already made
Even if it doesn't feel that way
I'll wear your sweater unless you're here first
I'm feeling sick I hope it doesn't get worse
The day I met you, I bought some smokes
Then I threw them out, but I kept the box
And all of the vampires tonight on the drink
And if you zoomed out there's more than you'd think
And all your decisions you've already made
Even if it doesn't feel that way
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5. |
Tashmere Anthill
04:06
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Screen on your gravestone no running water
Documents are forged to get us out faster
You're only a pilot if you're flying a plane
And if you try to impress them you've already lost the game
Sun went down across state lines so far away from you
Peeling back the layers of why I miss you like I do
You indulge me every chance I get to make myself a fool
Remember times when I would never miss one as a rule
Went down to the service cave surrounded by the wires
Beauty pageant static and self-extinguishing fires
There's tunnels in the basement the spread out into the town
And every time you use the bed you'll wake up on the ground
Tashmere gridlock, all lore and no plot
Can you put the bones outside the yard
And keep it light when things get hard
String lights on wraparound porches nailed to a tree
Rocking chairs high in the pines as far as you can see
Every night the ghosts leak out the hollows in the bark
Domesticated in the daylight feral in the dark
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Seein' The World
03:58
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Hills and ponds and marshes
The sprawl of prefab homes
I cannot tell the difference
Between these things anymore
They just pass by I pay no mind
They're just the background
But one day I romanticize
When it's a dog pound
Seeing the world in a new way
Distilling it down to its core
Waking up in a strange place
Can't find the light can't find the door
On Darbo drive a dead beehive
Under the daycare
And I've passed by a hundred times
Has that always been there?
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Do you know
every time you smile it makes my day
And it's long
but every hour within me it stays
And I've been chasing, hesitating to go fast
And I'm not used to, but it's nice to for a change being chased back
And I've been told
To trust your instincts really is an art
Cause before
I didn't and it really broke my heart
And our minds both flail and spit and interrupt
But one's always waiting for the other one to catch up
I've been so tired for a month straight
Hoping that you'll feel the same way
You do so much to convince me
Thank you for not giving up on me
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8. |
Rosemary Fabian
04:24
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Two floors, barefoot in the motel parking lot
Lie so much, can't tell when I am or when I'm not
I got the serial number fully filed off
Three hearts carved into the handle of the car
I'm leaving in the morning
Rosemary Fabian
Here you had me thinking we were friends
My radio is saying
We can stop the violence
Don't they know that nothing ever ends
I know you criticize what you don't understand
But I love the things I don't, and I hate what I can
I can't do math but I can feel it everyday
Unseen formulas that shape and shift my way
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