1. |
ail Don
03:38
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I am the ocean, I am the sea
I am the idea, You were the seed
I am an asshole, I am undone
I am not bashful, I am no one
I fell away
From a chance at being great
I shied away
Even when I was sane
Especially when I was sane
I am a shoe’s sole, I am the tread
I am a pitfall that's stuck in my head
I am forgiveness, for all but myself
I am so spiteful, in self imposed hell
I fade away
I am the ocean, I am the sea
I am the idea, You were the seed
I am the ocean, I am the sea
I am the idea, you were the seed
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2. |
transmissions after zero
03:23
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It’s a simple life
Does it symbolize
A sinful lie
With one thought in mind
That I know
It doesn’t matter where I go
Yeah I know
It’s for show
You can’t take it with you when you go
Yeah I know
You need some time
You’re the first to write
On the wall in white
Hidden in plain sight
Yeah I know
It doesn’t matter, it won’t show
Yeah I know
And my soul
You can’t take it with you when you go
Yeah I know
You sounded like a dog getting hit by a bike
Someday, i hope, I hope you see more than black and white
That I know
It doesn’t matter where I go
Yeah I know
It’s for show
You can’t take it with you when you go
Yeah I know
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3. |
//91 is Home
03:40
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You’re so LA
It’s just part of you
It wasn’t meant as a compliment
But you knew
You’re so LA
It all comes off
In the pool
But you knew
You’re so LA
I first said it in honest jest
I realized it was a thinly dressed
Epiphany
Then you take off
Straight to your Soho House
Post photos of your mouth
Seductively
You’re so LA
I felt I had to make it clear
I’ve spent way too much time here
Every day time I’ve known
When you took off
Straight to your Soho House
You’d show off with your mouth
Cause you think you could
Not
Hurt anyone
More than you’ve been
So you cause more pain
You’re so LA
I should’ve heeded admonishment
But I was shallow and easily bent
To your will
You told yourself
No one could ever hurt like you
Have survived in your shoes
So you do what they did
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4. |
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Rocket down
Heard it loud and clear
I felt the sun shudder
But couldn’t see
I want to follow
You told me no
Light is now the enemy
Cinch the blinds closed
Mother dearest
Took it the worst
The recording cut out
As the hull burst
I won’t follow
Nor see again
The face of God
And his only friend
I faded to a ghost
Pale blue and impossible
Air becoming thick
With dust and time
and time
Hints of a warmer world
Comanche points to past water
Aging hardware slowing down
A permanent home for now
We’re plowing new ground
Filling silence with new sound
If only we’d seen it sooner
A view to the future
A view to the future
A view to the future
A view to the future
A view to the future
A view to the future
A view to the future
A view to the future
A view to the future
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5. |
ymir
01:53
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//
We’re building
A castle
Of regret
And shackles
When I’m done
You won’t see me
We’ll leave you
Peacefully
//
Time’s
Not
On
My side
But neither am I
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6. |
//86 et al
03:42
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So I’m told
I used to love but need to be alone
There’s no escaping me in this home
I’ve locked all the ways out
I trapped me
With what if’s and no therapy
A perfect new discovery
Could be my way out, yeah
I fought desire
But felt it was this or die
I fought it for one more day
With myself
A replica
That does every single thing you want
Just like I did before
Before I ran away
I sleep better ever since
Knowing you’re happy
Or so I’m told
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7. |
de Cartographer (abr.)
03:53
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8. |
adespota
04:33
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Privately I’ve found some common ground
A place to help myself without
Making a sound
Could it mean that everything’s okay
Well we won’t know
Until the end of the day
Admittedly I’ve sparred with what I can’t see
It took two trip around the sun
Away from me
I didn’t know what I offered up was free
Thinking work could ever
Set me free
I thought I’d be more by 25
I thought I’d be more by 25
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9. |
yahrzeit
03:36
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Let me live another day in
Gray, I couldn’t help but
Change, when the season told me
This is who we are, now
Let me see my buried friend
The one who boxed when we were ten
I never got to sing your praise
Everybody loves you, Shea
My first song was about you
The processing I tried to do
I never saw you lowered down
I wonder where’d you’d be right now
Probably at the top of somewhere great
Hopefully you’d have passed the pain
But you made your choice and that’s okay
There’s so much I wish I’d have said back then
There’s a far away lake
Where our final beds we make
In the good old summertime
In the good old summertime
Let me live another day in
Gray, I couldn’t help but
Change, when the season told me
This is who we are, now
Let me see my buried friend
The one who boxed when we were ten
I never got to sing your praise
Everybody loves you, Shea
There’s a far away lake
Where our final beds we make
In the good old summertime
In the good old summer
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10. |
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I was always told
Never throw a stone
Then hide your hand in your coat
A body full of broken bones
Held together so
By glue and paint and rope
I am always cold
If I have my say at all
I feel safe through fall
Can you feel the plastic in my teeth?
It helps me not to eat
Makes it easier to see
Me
Who I am
Who I’m not
Who I want to be
Who I want to be
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11. |
//20mg
03:09
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“Tommy, why don’t you talk about it?”
“Well… well I…. *cries*”
“We all have our problems, Tommy.”
“Well I can’t talk about it.”
“Of course you can. And you know something? The more you talk about your problems, the easier they are to solve. It’s bottling things up inside that’s bad. When you feel something whether you’re mad or afraid or worried, you’ve got to let it out or it’ll come out some other way like you losing weight or not sleeping. Now… what is it, son?”
I don’t quite get what you’re driving at.
No? Well I’ll tell you, Art. I’ve been watching a long time, you’re demanding too much from him. Nobody can be perfect so don’t ride him so hard when he does something you don’t like, remember he’s a person in his own right. His way may be just as good as your way.
I do think you’ve been hard on him at times, Arthur.
Oh but he doesn’t hold the line the way he should. He has advantages I never had when I was a boy. He has an opportunity to amount to something.
But let him do it his own way. You’ve got him feeling now he isn’t as good as the next fella. That’s why he hesitates to make friends. You’ve got him feeling now he isn’t as good as the next fella. That’s why he hesitates to make friends.
When you feel something whether you’re mad or afraid or worried, you’ve got to let it out or it’ll come out some other way like you losing weight or not sleeping. Now… what is it, son?”
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12. |
everyone leaves
03:44
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Baby what would we do
If the end was near and we knew
I dreamt a dream and you saw it too
And so did everyone else
Would we cry and call for help
Even knowing there was nothing to do
It seems that everyone’s calm
Going on like nothing’s wrong
Just pray the kids won’t suffer long
It must be late for them
Let’s dim the lights and tuck them in
Read them stories and sing them a bedtime song
I’ll do the dishes and meet you in bed
You turn off the sink when I forget
We both laugh cause we know we’re as good as dead
I read my book, and you read yours
Then the lamps click off behind doors
Destined to open no more
I read my book, and you read yours
Then the lamps click off behind doors
Destined to open no more
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13. |
narcissus (2015)
01:22
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I had a dream where I saw you, it seemed,
In a wistful mockery of a station
You held out your hand like the son of the damned
With an offer I couldn't resist
With a kiss upon my cheek you stopped me from saying
"We shouldn't think of what's next but just live"
Your nails in my wrist, you're my beautiful crucifix
You bring out the worst in me
A son, not a man, you had everything you wanted
A selfish narcissist by claim
And I know...
That everything's in stone
And everywhere's my home
If you're not there
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14. |
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Well who the fuck am I
To tell you what's best for you
But everyone sees in me
Whatever they want to
I could've said I was insane
But have trouble opening
You found out the hard way
When I let you jump in my grave
And you lay your head down with me
I thought I could see something through
For once I'd do right by you
But after a year or two
I'd fallen back to who
I’m scared I’ll always be
I thought a day would come when
This was gone for good
But it's not today
Not today
Well who the fuck am I
To pretend to be surprised
Don’t you know I can see right through
The most opaque parts of you
You never told a single lie
But you kept most your truth inside
Still I’d jump to the bottom of your grave
Just to sit in the mess we made
And lay my head down with you
You were so easy to love but so hard to let go
Burned both my hands grasping onto your rope
I know you feel hopeless but all I have is hope
All I have is hope
We struggled to keep our heads above the water
And it’s not fair to me or to you or to others
To poke holes in a lifeboat
That’s already sunk to the floor
I thought a day would come when
This was gone for good
But it's not today
Not today
+
You were so easy to love but so hard to let go
Burned both my hands grasping onto your rope
I know you feel hopeless but all I have is hope
All I have is hope
We struggled to keep our heads above the water
And it’s not fair to me or to you or to others
To poke holes in a lifeboat
That’s already sunk to the floor
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