1. |
angel 2
02:06
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if I could have worshipped the sun i would have
hands from the cold
breathing life into them
i am clean, clean like smoke
in shadows you live on sun-soaked beaches
conning a god you don't believe in
cut my hair and give it to them
build me a temple of porcelain
i burn white hot
you called me broken bird
and i still burn
burn white hot
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2. |
money on the bed
01:30
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a birdnest for a heart
i'm making a chapel out of your chest
you got me tangled up
for what?
money on the bed
were not ugly people you said
crossing borders
making mountains out of me
you'd still be a crook
all over again
you said let's live fast
there's only now
but the cherries soaked through your bag
cut myself on barbed wire fence
wake up with bruises
your vices have vices
your horses keep losing
you lost the package
now there's flashes of blue and red
quick schemes of making rent
you got me tangled up
for what?
money on the bed
you said
let's live fast
there's only now
flashes of blue and red
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3. |
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curl up
hiding
to be alone, go back home,
stop talking stop sharing stop being
there's this busy road with a flower shop
next to barbed wire fences
trying to find happiness in all the wrong places
everything is wrong
it isn't right
my portions
my self-reassurance
don't even eat right
name one thing you like
staring at a mirror
ugly crying
curl up
inside a cupboard like you're 7 years old
i've been good... i've been good for so long and
still, and still, I've never won
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4. |
creator
01:14
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we will always have that
moving parts
coming apart
it aint easy on your heart
the seams do not mend
the seeds are not sown
maybe next week i'll be working the factory floor
uncertainty
i always anticipate tragedy
jester of the lord
the mask and the wearer
the woman who god forgot
clown of creator
from clay i make you and destroy you
ashes to ashes
no more poems about the dead tangled up in your head
everything bad you ever said
everything bad you ever did
i'm already
fucked
i will drag you down with me
when the eyes do not see me
i will bleed you dry
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5. |
lucky
03:15
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all the pretty things
lights at night
ivy on concrete
sentimental for something special
i'm lucky let's run that red light again
and keep running
lookin at ya' through my sweater i'm flustered
i'm lucky let's run that red light again
and keep running
you brush my hair on the carpeted floor
tell me secrets under covers
breath in my smoke
see you as a whole
don't get me wrong not looking for someone to just hold
found safety in your straight forward sweetness
i'm lucky
i'm lucky
let's run that red light again and keep running
i'm lucky
i'm lucky
let's run that red light again
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6. |
you
02:09
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i've been a roaming man
no roots
no plans
in the hospital parking lot under streetlights, i had no one but you
how lonely you made me being left at home
no one but you
if you only had you too
you don't like sleeping alone
but you say i need to learn to be on my own
i'm loyal and good like a dog
i come when you call
you ignore me when you want
put a nail in the coffin
salt in wounds
kick me while i'm down
and beat me til i'm black n blue
and i'll get high and i'll get hurt
and say i'm sorry
and i'll mean it when i say i'm sorry
i'm sorry
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7. |
brother juniper
03:02
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angel of hair and ash
clumsy w/ my heart
and clumsy w/ my words
naive maybe just wanted to be your baby
always the fool
brother juniper
i'd be a forest if you asked me to
so why isn't it enough to be everything you want?
and i said
i get bored easy
what i really meant to say is
i'm just lonely
and sometimes i miss the prairies
and sometimes i miss her face
i'm playing stupid because i'm nervous
and i don't want to say what i mean
i'm smiling like a coping mechanism
i'm feeling prey snarling back with a pleasant face
hands all over the place
am i nothing more than a confession booth secret and someone i remind you of?
tell me now tell me now tell me now
afraid to say i'll still stick around
i'll still stick around
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