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Friendly Interrogation
04:57
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A654JGVM&KJ*
03:33
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4. |
CANNONBALL's Apartment
03:18
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5. |
Look Like A Thumb
03:07
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6. |
Zipper Merge
02:27
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7. |
Relative Safety
05:39
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8. |
Tender Is My Time
05:01
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I will admit
it’s a noble intent
the view from above the lectern
and over my shoulder but
there will be no reprieve
to the chattering teeth
(one against another)
tender is my time
chewed up by the muscles in your mouth (tender is my time)
I hope you swallow hard
push it down your throat
into your gut
(you’re shaking, come back up)
I am satisfied as long as you regret it
I fell into a trap
are you listening to me?
Do you see me drag my leg?
Because if I see my wounds
reflected in your gait
I will then take it as proof
that you stepped in it too
why aren’t you listening to me?
(why aren't you listening?)
it is a show
of humility, a stage play
above the scaffolds
and into the audience
there will be no applause
for the damages done
(a deadly exposure)
Tender is my time
you pulled me like a petal from the earth (tender is my time)
and for all that you’ve squandered
you won’t recoup your worth
There’s an embarrassment of signs
and I showed them to you first
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9. |
Wolverines In The Tank
03:40
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10. |
The Donny Evans Disguise
04:28
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11. |
Red Opel Getaway Car
04:44
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Oldbrush Valley
I wonder what it is about that place.
(I wonder what it is
I wonder what it is
On down
on down.)
(On down in Oldbrush Valley
On down in Oldbrush Valley
On down
On down.)
Oldbrush Valley
I wonder what it is about that place.
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I was hoping you would
Ignore the fault lines
And pass over the flags
That say who I am
Because I built us a nest
A soft enclosure
I was painted glass
I was born when you were.
(So if it hurt's I'll know it's true)
(I was painted glass)
(I was born when you were)
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I have been to the future
And I don't wanna scare you
But not only were you not there,
They never even knew you,
They didn't know me either,
I don't think I want them to,
It's fine, it's fine, it's fine,
It's fine, it's fine, it's fine.
They printed all of the good news
But I can't break it to you,
Because not only are the words smudged,
They never could include you,
They can't include me either,
I don't think I want them to,
It's fine, it's fine, it's fine,
It's fine, it's fine, it's fine.
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I always favor less-than-hallowed ground
a trick to make the holy stay inside
sirens made a mess of what I found
so I always favor less-than-hallowed ground
I always favor less-than-hallowed ground
so neighbors don’t report what they have heard
even those without belief keep their heads down
I always favor less-than-hallowed ground
I’m still here
Sterilized and hoping
That if I am a wound
I’m not the type to ever heal.
I have found
the worst will drag us down
but the best won’t dig us up like we deserve
and I have found
that if you’re gonna drown
it’s best to hold your breath
starting now.
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17. |
First.mp3 / Second.jpg
04:38
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18. |
A Gesture Of Goodwill
03:44
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Scratched under the surface
It is boiling under there
What have you mixed into your blood?
The heat has rended your body terribly
I cannot sense the spark beneath your skull
You've written mythologies about
Your grimy little hands
And what is fit to slip between your fingers
Now hold tighter
There must be an order
Raise up the gates
This is an order.
I will hold you still
Until you stretch to meet my will
I swear to god I'm coming.
Dragged out into the daylight
Knock the dust off of your body
I have hoping to redeem my prize
Stake out the invisible line
Your location is the weapon
I am hoping to redeem my prize.
Shook you awake
There's no time to hesitate
The beast's already halfway to our home
The wound you've falsely ascribed to my claws
Severed you and left you alone
You offered a deferential hand
Which I batted away
I do not see it fit to deal with loosened fingers
So hold tighter
There will be an order
Raise up the gates
This is an order.
I will hold your chains
Until the war horn plays
I swear to god I'm coming.
Dragged out into the daylight
Knock the dust off of your body
I have hoping to redeem my prize
Stake out the invisible line
Your location is the weapon
I am hoping to redeem my prize.
Snuff out your miserable lies
I will pluck them from your cortex
I am hoping to redeem my prize.
Stay calm, emotions run high
I will force you to relenquish
I am hoping to redeem my prize.
I am hoping to redeem my prize.
I am hoping to redeem my prize.
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20. |
Arbiter
03:59
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21. |
Cenotaph
05:48
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I was hoping you could give me
a medal for my bravery
the words are getting old
I am learning to build bridges
to address the distance
feet without a home
and if I have to taste the blood under my tongue
I will swallow it for as long
as it takes to pass
and I it means I’ll find a morsel of redress
I will struggle with regret
as long as it will hold
What if we were both lost and I was never found
And you were
Tasked with breaking news and letting down?
I am missing you
Are so much worse, a cenotaph, a barfight in a church
a relief to remedy
but hey it’s never as bad as it seems
the ocean will abate eventually
they cast their nets out graciously
come here.
And I I had to make an educated guess
no one got a decent rest
and no one’s going home tonight
and If I weren’t so preoccupied with this
I’d seek the safety of my nest but
I
want
to
find
you
whole
or
parts
hahahahaha
What if we were both lost and I was never found
And you were
Tasked with breaking news and letting down?
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22. |
Lulu
01:49
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mow
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23. |
Cenotaph (Athans Mix)
04:29
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24. |
A654JGVM&KJ* (lofi mix)
04:00
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That's what I get
I don't regret a thing.
Take it down
I'm sure that's the message
Take me down
I'm carrying the message.
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26. |
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