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Hot Mesh
04:44
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HOT MESH
whiskey, love, and aerosol
it wasn’t bad at all
it wasn’t meaning that either demon was even seeking out
if they could see at all
their eyes were mostly half dead in a bed of Smoke
sleeping on her pedestal
a slab of Demerol
submissive to a sweet love of asphalt and phenobarbital
And you could have it all
but all the Narcan in the world won’t wake her up
Now
under the sun, your hands wash up
where you ran around, your legs are found
All of the fires blamed on us
laughing like jackals on blackened Shores
How can we be everywhere at once?
How can we keep secrets from the source?
there’s still a long way down from where you thought the bottom was
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Chatterbox Suite
04:37
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CHATTERBOX SUITE
Found Edo underneath Tokyo
Carbon-dated scrolls at Brigham Young
Bore holes in the Walls of Jericho
and gazed you with the Eyes of Babylon
...but the butterfly starts shaking miles before the satellite starts unscrambling snow and turns it into a storm
Pipe Dreams keep my baby discreet when I'm black tearin' up tar all night.
And I don't come straight home
Gave the green light to the Challenger
Steered Arjuna back into the fold
...but the satellite s-starts f-falling apart when the gravity of our own heart spins planets of its own
Pipe Dreams keep my baby discreet when I'm black tearing up tar all night
and I don't come straight home
Cyanide keeps my Chatterbox sweet when my words don't wanna come out right
Yeah, my words come out all wrong
Pipe Dreams keep my baby discreet when I'm black tearing up tar all night
and I don't come straight home
All these zombies feenin' for the last piece of meat I'll need
Cannibals at my door wanna know when I'll be sleeping
Tell 'em come back, can you come back or can you not come back at all
I don't care what you're sellin' or expectin' or if you found god.
I don't care what you think you saw.
Where'd you catch that curse?
Where'd you charm that cancer?
Absolute in your resolution but you can't catch truth in a bear trap, son.
Where'd you catch that curse?
Where'd you charm that cancer?
Resolute in your absolution but you can't catch truth in a bear trap, son.
Where'd you catch that curse?
Where'd you charm that cancer?
Pipe dreams keep my baby discreet when I'm black tearin' up tar all night.
And I don't come straight home.
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Syzrgy
05:42
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4. |
I Had My Chance
04:46
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