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Rot
03:07
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our bodies rot - but they’ll find each other
under covers in our room
my room is caving in - and falling apart all over
i wrote a note to you. it’s hidden in my dresser
these days i -don’t know how to move
sit at my table
there’s always room for you
sit at my table
and eat sweet fruit
anytime i’m alone- i fall i love with you
i wish that we danced- like you said we’d do
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2. |
Tart
03:39
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can i get a piece of the great big pie
i’d take the crust i don’t mind
can i go out of my way
i’ll write letters and tangents of
why these things are this way
i don’t know
i don’t know why
things are this way
you said the shape of -
but i’m still afraid of the dark
our bodies like lovers were all still afraid of the fall
my body above
the shade of a heart in the dark
and i still know that we might just fall
your body below
and the taste of a new kind of tart
and it’s sweet
but it’s bitter
our bodies fit into the shape of it all
i know that you know somethings going on on here
what’s going on
how are ya going along
i think of you when you’re not here
and days were like riddles
and my heart slowly pitters
in places i don’t recognize
but i pull back the layers
sit through your stares
find comfort in uncomfortable times
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3. |
Nocturnal Sister
04:03
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i always feel so stupid saying what i need
nobody ever says what they mean
and when youre nocturnal, the lights are always out in this house
im shedding and im sweating and dripping all over
i dont know how to feel about it till its over
do i have to cut it open
release all the fluid
leave the abscess burning to puncture when youre hurting
to be honest i dont remember
which house was made a home
or what i ate for breakfast
or what happened in the times i was alone
but you are not responsible for that
and i am not responding to the outlash
i am letting go of the hold
and remembering which house was my home
sister hold onto me
sister would you call?
sister i fear i dont know you at all
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4. |
Cut The Chord pt.1
02:43
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was i all along
sheep to the slaughter
a body in armor
i’ll
sleep in the harbor
every february
and if i play my cards right
on my best behavior
maybe i won’t get
maybe i won’t get a fire
she said there’s too much arson in
staten island
her daughter was killed that day
when i was 15 i made
i made a fire
so big it took me down in it
now its alright
cut the chord cut the cord-breath in
cut the chord cut the chord - begin
the reason for all my fears. that was you my dear.
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5. |
Teeth
03:02
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in a room filled with fluid
seldom seeking solace
for the tightness in my chest
when all i want is normal
all i get is thrown overboard
my teeth are tumbling with every bite i take
and in every dream i pull them piece by piece
too much time thinking through
what i never really do
do you think you deserve
what you’ve gotten today
do you miss my shadow
she’s standing in the way
if there was more woman in me
i think i could be beautiful
but the man in me is weak
so i’ll be nothing for you
what does all this mean
i feel weightless incomplete
the threshold is cold
but it feels like home
there was a time
i believed
in a universe and cryptic things
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6. |
Milk n Wine (CTC pt.2)
02:09
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she said how’s the glass of milk
and give me milk and honey
when i knew i was drinking wine
it’ll get better with time
fruit it ripens
but it rots and it takes down
every harvest with it
she swore
i was the worst thing she’d ever seen
but i’ve see the parts of me
she’s never cleaned
and they’re a whole lot uglier than she’d ever dream
if i just stay here
hiding in one place
would you let me fall asleep
or would she shake me awake again
i hear she’s using again
i don’t want to know
if the love of her life was a dead end
i can’t stop praying for her
salt meets water
and the skin meets my words
the reason for all my fear
that was you my dear
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7. |
Jacket Collar
03:45
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my hands between my legs here
your hands are shaking from fear
of the trouble we got ourselves into
i hate this fucking place and
i’ve always been replaceable
maybe i’ve never been remarkable
but i swear i could love you with my chest
and i’m only a little embarrassed to admit it
so grab my jacket collar
and tell me that you’re honored
to be my best friend
i sure as hell told you how i meant
to to tell you how i felt
in the forest filled with ferns and that terrible time
in the smithsonian
they were pointing and laughing and we got stuck in a snowstorm
and i knew i’d be loving you for quite some time
and do you remember in the corner
when i told you i still loved her
and you went on some tangent about
being left handed
and you handed me a drink and promised everything
it would be quiet
but i don’t think we get to have that
but what’s best it got the best of me
and when a change in tone could leave me silent
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8. |
Compost
02:56
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remember to rotate
because the rotting fruit will marinate
in the bitter aches of apathy
it’s always subtle news to me
what was love is just a bunch of dirty hands in open cuts
and pushing out
until you have enough
let them show you
how to hold you
how to be brand new
i hope you fall in love again
and someone holds your aching heart
it’s always love that never claims
a face of change
when you don’t
know me like you did before
decay will wait
until the air evaporates
and toiled lies of why we ache
and the twisted lines of what we hate
beneath this room
what we thought we already proved
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