1. |
spoiled honey
02:56
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tires kissing rumble strips
a wistful tugging behind my lips
i caught you begging me for more
cant i have y'all three
honey spoiled in my blood
im starting to learn about
self worth
ur names are shiny in my ears
this film will never develop
this number 1 is nobody's son
'cept maybe to Ruby and to run
unaware of their pure brilliance
our eyes so often meet
this number two's your favorite shoes
worn for years he slips in/on smooth
my mind hasn't yet escaped his draw
the one who holds the gun/makes me cum
the number 3's the way we look in the dim
a colloquial soul mine fits right in
i hope they know how bright they are
i hope that we get married
honey spoiled in my blood
im starting to learn about
self worth
ur names are shiny in my ears
this film will never develop
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2. |
lovesun/lohta
04:41
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i fell thru the trees and felt the pine needles and leaves
a scared seed
i wept a whole sea
and no one knows it,
but none of it's worth it
so
live your life
relax your hands put down your knives
take a breath
your mind is tired you need a rest
and when i was done
i felt only love for a
star which gives without
obligation
and i'll give u a key so
you'll know what will come out of me
instead of getting lost on shattered streets
our words will make no sense
as we drink our beers and set our tents
in the little mountains by my/ur home
i'd like to learn about your soul, and
what your life was like years ago, and
the parallels that drew us to where we are now
and no one knows it, but
all of it's worth it so
live your life
relax your hands put down your knives
take a breath
your mind is tired you need a rest
lohta
headin home is when i'd like to tell ya
just how hardly ever do i miss ya
ah
but i miss waynes world
and mac&cheese
the way your hands felt on my chest knees
a porno directed behind our teeth
would you take me home
phone wallet keys
bro do you smell that
i swear its not weeeeeee3333eeeed
lohta
you left when i thought it was impossible
but my life without you is only more
fake blood spilt onto matching jeans
school of rock in the day and we talk/fuck in the eve
fairy lights on my face and a love that would please
the most bitter person i've ever seen
you've moved along and are happy it seems
i wish i could say the same
for me
lohta
i love(d) you more than i will tell ya
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come to think for a moment
there's so much more i could be
but if you wait for a second chance
you'll probly never leave
there's nothin here for you now anyways
i've finally crossed that road
but you still haven't woken up
lest you were woke all along
caught between what is right and what's wrong
bet it was hard to do
choose between that which makes you feel fine
or go back to what you knew
there's nothin here for you now anyways
i've finally crossed that road
but you still haven't woken up
lest you were woke all along
you dont see smoke you see rain
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4. |
screaming heads
02:38
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sleeping used to be the best thing for me
a swimming hole for a head
it was too sweet
dreams more vivid than our eyes
sometimes see
now i avoid rest for that reason
oftentimes it's tsunamis
oftentimes it's buildings that collapse
oftentimes, it is still being with them
people talk about a void and that's fine
there must be somethin wrong with mine
for all the times
i stare into nothing
all i can seem to find
are
gargoylian prayers and
superstitious characters
une prevoyance de l'esperit des escaliers
spiraling eyeballs
squalling seagulls
a whispering gate in a breeze
screaming heads, and
i wish i were deads
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5. |
father of a deadbeat
02:25
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i'm so lost
i don't know what i need
take my head in ur hands
speak freely your thoughts what they mean
you say you want me to do better than you
i think you did fine
what does that say about you
what does that say about me
i'm so lost
i don't know what i need
take my head in ur hands
speak freely your thoughts what they mean
i love you
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little one Nashua, New Hampshire
i mix p much eveything on my phone nd it all sounds way better thru headphones. i suck sorry!
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